I'm delighted to report that the beer fest I raved about in Copenhagen last year will indeed be back this year, if on a somewhat reduced scale.
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I'm delighted to report that the beer fest I raved about in Copenhagen last year will indeed be back this year, if on a somewhat reduced scale.
I like The Globe and Mail newspaper, I really do. I like it enough that it's the only daily I receive six days a week -- they don't publish The Globe on Sundays -- and I like it enough to on occasion write for it. I've worked with many an editor there and they've pretty much all been creative, considerate and kind people.
I get nervous when I see one page "the skinny on craft brewing" articles in men's magazines, even more so when they're run unattributed. It's not that I want to poke holes in the things, it's just that they so often undo the demystification attempts I make in my own writing.
Well, I made it through a whirlwind visit to Belgium, including a small brewery mini-fest hosted by Picobrouweij Alvinne and the legendary Zythos fest, and have landed in Philadelphia during the heart of Beer Week, which itself included going straight from airplane to hotel to Monk's Cafe where I hosted a well-attended beer dinner.
Excuse me while I catch my breath.
A week this Friday, on April 17, Toronto's Hart House will host a beer event of a different sort, one which promotes not only quality local beer, but also the notion of beer pairing well with quality cuisine AND the idea that it is possible to eat well using only foodstuffs produced close to home.
Canada's national day is this Wednesday, and while it would be easy to simply suggest drinking local beer for the celebration, I'd rather suggest a trio of new beverages, two of which also invoke my own Scottish roots.
I was a brilliant spring Sunday as I strolled up Yonge Street yesterday -- sunny and comfortable, with just a slight lingering reminder of winter past in the air. An idea day for cask-conditioned ale, in other words, which was truly fortunate, since my destination was the IPA Challenge at Bar Volo.
It's Session time again, and since David at the wonderfully titled "Musings Over a Pint" was kind enough to actually select a beer style this time, as opposed to a beer concept, I could hardly decline to participate. And besides, the chosen style, tripel, is one close to my heart, and it helps that I happen to have before me a bottle of the limited edition Long Strange Tripel from Boulevard Brewing, a part of their large-format Smokestack Series.
It's Session time again, and since David at the wonderfully titled "Musings Over a Pint" was kind enough to actually select a beer style this time, as opposed to a beer concept, I could hardly decline to participate. And besides, the chosen style, tripel, is one close to my heart, and it helps that I happen to have before me a bottle of the limited edition Long Strange Tripel from Boulevard Brewing, a part of their large-format Smokestack Series.
May has been quite a month for beer reviews, what with my contributions to the tasting panels at All About Beer and Taps magazines, and also my preparations for Adrian Tierney-Jones' forthcoming 1001 Beer to Try Before You Die, to which I'm offering a solid handful, maybe two handfuls, of reviews.
Because I hate repeating myself, and think it just sloppy blogging, I will rarely -- almost never, really -- cross post between my three blogs. But this is no ordinary day, and this announcement is surely special.
A while back, my friend and fellow scribe Stan Hieronymus posted on his Appellation Beer about the "Tyranny of the Tasting Note," cribbing, and attributing, liberally as he did. And, indeed, there is much to learn about the way in which wine writers have mystified wine to the point that, for many, it's an intimidating topic.
But that's nothing compared to the tyranny, and inanity, of the 100 point score.
If you are a regular blog reader, you may recall this post from a while back about tasting beer with my Master Sommelier buddy, John Szabo. Well, that got us both thinking that maybe this thing had some video potential, so we proceeded to get ourselves hooked up with Dig it Digital and a site called Drinksville.
I'm in Miami this week presenting a seminar at the Cheers Beverage Conference, and no sooner had I arrived in town that I discovered a restaurant that underlined the importance of my topic, which is "Crafting the Perfect Beer List."
And our final gift idea of the season? Why, beer, of course!
The aptly-named King Cocktail of America is a fellow named Dale DeGroff, who has plied the mixology trade both behind the bar and as a high-profile consultant for more years that I suspect even he'd be comfortable admitting. Like the superlative bartender he is, Dale wears many hats -- amiable drinks companion, mentor to the trade, imaginative cocktail creator, good friend to many -- but one hat he appears to have only reluctantly worn is that of author, having to 2008 penned only a single book, The Craft of the Cocktail.
Earlier this year, I received in the mail a copy of "Sociable!: The elbow bender's guide to Maritime pubs." If I recall correctly, I was under the deadline gun at the time and so never got around to offering a review of the book, although I did manage to peruse its chapters with interest on a plane bound for somewhere.
Both my morning papers today are filled with gift suggestions, so I figure this must be the time for me to start my seasonal listing of gift ideas, beginning with a highly informative and enjoyable book. Watch this space in the weeks to come for more beer and drinks related gift ideas.
For most people aware of my two decades of writing, and no doubt most of the people who frequent this blog, I am The Beer Guy, a name by which I have been introduced for many a year, and proudly so. But there are other facets to my work, including stories about travel, principally for Canada's Globe and Mail newspaper, whisky and other varieties of spirits, and most recently, cocktails.
I visited Day One of the Gourmet Food & Wine Expo last night, and what I reported here earlier in the week turned out to be abundantly true: Beer has now officially arrived at this notoriously wine-centric event.
I visited Day One of the Gourmet Food & Wine Expo last night, and what I reported here earlier in the week turned out to be abundantly true: Beer has now officially arrived at this notoriously wine-centric event.
I enjoy Toronto's annual Gourmet Food & Wine Expo and attend almost every year, assuming that I'm in town the weekend it takes place. In the past, however, I've been frustrated by how little attention has been paid to beer, which one might assume from years past the organizers don't consider worthy of the adjective "gourmet."
Anyone who knows me understands that I'm not a big fan of brewery logo-ed merchandise. It's not that I have anything against the stuff, per se, just that I have a long-held aversion to providing free advertising for any company, period. I even cut the tags and logos off my jeans, for crying out loud. The only branded tee-shirt I own, which I happen to be wearing at this very moment, boasts the well-faded but still familiar letter-logo of the late and lamented New York music emporium, CBGBs.
I've been avoiding this topic for all of its run thus far (here and here and here and here and, sigh, here), mainly because of its Ontario-centricity. But I can hold my tongue no longer. We must now wade into the unspeakable morass that is beer sales in my home province and confront the beast that is...
Last evening, I sat down to sample a few beers with a friend of mine by the name of John Szabo. He's a wine guy, a Master Sommelier, in fact, but a nice fellow nonetheless and someone with a terrific palate. We opened several bottles over the course of a few hours, including some very local stuff -- a few homebrews from John's cousin -- a couple of more obscure offerings -- two large bottled ales from Birrifficio Bruton in northern Italy -- and one extraordinarily rare brew -- a single bottle of the 2005 vintage of Pannepot Grand Reserva. But it was a pair of semi-related black beers that stole the show.
Toronto has been an unusually busy place for beer events of late, with dinners and tastings and such popping up with astounding regularity. One you likely will not have read about elsewhere, however, was a dinner I attended last Wednesday at Morton's Steakhouse in Yorkville, which is certainly not one of the first locales a person would associate with quality beer.
When Philadelphia, the self-styled "Best Beer Drinking City" in the United States, held its phenomenally successful and inaugural Philly Beer Week earlier this year, I observed that San Francisco had held a de facto "Beer Week" for years, and sure enough, the San Franciscans have adopted the term and set up a site for their ten days of beer fame.
You may never have been to Quebec City, the capital of the province of Quebec. Hell, you may never even have been to eastern Canada! But I'll give you a reason to want to celebrate the city's birthday in two French words and one hyphen: Quatre-Centieme.
My friend and colleague Don Russell writes in Philadelphia as "Joe Sixpack," and has been enlightening the palates of the beer curious from Allentown to the Jersey shore for years, largely through his eponymous column in the Philadelphia Daily News. But his secret obsession for all this time, which I knew nothing about, is Christmas and holiday beers, those wonderful winter warmers that light our (all-too-short) days and sooth our nights through these cruelest months.
Here's a great reason to contemplate visiting the Big Apple in October: The Organic Beer Bash at Counter in New York's East Village. Coming on the heels of last year's successful first edition, this fest will feature over thirty organic ales, lagers and ciders -- last year's poured 34 total, plus some organic beer cocktails -- along with organic beer cuisine.
In the wake of last week's rant on underage drinking hysteria in the United States comes this report from CNN identifying a group of academics who are actually -- gasp! -- in support of the government considering the potential benefits of lowering the drinking age south of the border! Not quite worthy of Ripley's, perhaps, but certainly surprising in this day and age.
A beer discussion board I occasionally visit, the Burgundian Babble Belt, alerted me recently to a minor brouhaha underway in New Hampshire, once more bringing to light the idiotic and backwards attitudes Americans and, let's face it, many Canadians have towards drinking. The story is documented in two parts, but you can get the gist of it by skimming Part One. (If you want to follow the sordid tale further, Part Two is here.)
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What with all my running around this month -- wedding in Mexico, Tales of the Cocktail in New Orleans -- I didn't even realize that this weekend marks the 21st annual running of my personal favourite U.S. beer fest, the Oregon Brewers Festival in Portland.
I'm not in the habit of giving beer events extensive advance play in this space, but Montreal's upcoming Bieres, Flaveurs et Caprices is no ordinary beer fest.
The numbers are in for the 2008 edition of Oktoberfest in Munich, and thanks to the online edition of Der Spiegel, we've got 'em!
As regular readers of beer blogs will know, the first Friday of every month is The Session, when we all collectively blog on a specific theme. On the day of July's Session, however, I will be basking in the glow of being newly wed, relaxed and computerless on a beach in Mexico's Mayan Riviera. So rather than miss it entirely, I thought I'd simply post a week early.
Anyone familiar with my writing will know that a common refrain of mine is the complaint over how difficult it is to find places that combine good beer with a food menu that ranges beyond burgers, wings and fries. Not that there's anything wrong with those foods -- that trio pretty much describes my dinner of last night -- but sometimes a little creative cuisine is nice, and with it a decent beer or two.
I had a bit of a jolt yesterday as I walked up John Street in the heart of Toronto's Entertainment District. There, erected just north of Nelson Street between Richmond and Adelaide, were construction hoardings, workmen and welders, and a large banner which read "Coming Soon: Jack Astor's," or words to that effect. Ordinarily, this wouldn't be worth so much as a second glance, except that the structure under what appears to be rather extensive renovations was once home to this city's first modern brewpub, the Amsterdam Brewing Company.
I had a bit of a jolt yesterday as I walked up John Street in the heart of Toronto's Entertainment District. There, erected just north of Nelson Street between Richmond and Adelaide, were construction hoardings, workmen and welders, and a large banner which read "Coming Soon: Jack Astor's," or words to that effect. Ordinarily, this wouldn't be worth so much as a second glance, except that the structure under what appears to be rather extensive renovations was once home to this city's first modern brewpub, the Amsterdam Brewing Company.
I'm just back from Savor: An American Craft Beer & Food Experience in Washington, D.C., and the National Restaurant Association's International Wine, Spirits & Beer Event in Chicago, two not-entirely-unrelated events that proved to me the future for premium craft beer is indeed rosy. At the former, a sell-out crowd enjoyed many a fine beer with select morsels of tasty cuisine, some in pairings that soared and other which struggled, while at the latter, restaurateurs battled crowds and poor sound systems to learn more about what the future of beer and other alcoholic beverages might hold. Interest in both events was reassuringly high.
Yup, that's the theme of this month's edition of The Session, as chosen by the guys at San Francisco's 21st Amendment brewery, Nico and Shawn. And in my grumpier moments, which have been many this week, I'd answer, simply, not a damn thing, you myopic, self-absorbed Americans, because I'm Canadian and as shocking as it may be, the entire beer blogging world, indeed the whole brewing world, does not revolve around the United States of America!
According to Jim over at lootcorp 3.0: A Brewing Blog, I'm supposed to be writing about German beer for this September edition of The Session. But as I stare into my beer fridge this morning, I note that rather unusually I am bereft of German beers, which is probably not all that bad a thing since it's still only 9:30 and I've a load of work to accomplish today.
Thanks to our friends at Ontario Craft Brewers, the umbrella group for most of the province's smaller breweries, I now know that Black Oak Brewing will finally be upping sticks from Oakville, the Toronto suburb where it was born, and moving into the Big Smoke. Only just so, mind you, since their new home will lie well west of the Humber, but still within city limits in the area known as Etobicoke.
You may already have heard something about this, or perhaps you've read the article yourself, but a recent edition of Time Magazine featured a story about beer touring, highlighting Denver as "the best place for brewery touring." Best where, you might ask, as did I? There's no answer to that, but I suspect the writer must have been confining his views to the U.S. of A.
Thanks to our friends at Ontario Craft Brewers, the umbrella group for most of the province's smaller breweries, I now know that Black Oak Brewing will finally be upping sticks from Oakville, the Toronto suburb where it was born, and moving into the Big Smoke. Only just so, mind you, since their new home will lie well west of the Humber, but still within city limits in the area known as Etobicoke.
You may already have heard something about this, or perhaps you've read the article yourself, but a recent edition of Time Magazine featured a story about beer touring, highlighting Denver as "the best place for brewery touring." Best where, you might ask, as did I? There's no answer to that, but I suspect the writer must have been confining his views to the U.S. of A.
You may already have heard something about this, or perhaps you've read the article yourself, but a recent edition of Time Magazine featured a story about beer touring, highlighting Denver as "the best place for brewery touring." Best where, you might ask, as did I? There's no answer to that, but I suspect the writer must have been confining his views to the U.S. of A.
You may already have heard something about this, or perhaps you've read the article yourself, but a recent edition of Time Magazine featured a story about beer touring, highlighting Denver as "the best place for brewery touring." Best where, you might ask, as did I? There's no answer to that, but I suspect the writer must have been confining his views to the U.S. of A.
You may already have heard something about this, or perhaps you've read the article yourself, but a recent edition of Time Magazine featured a story about beer touring, highlighting Denver as "the best place for brewery touring." Best where, you might ask, as did I? There's no answer to that, but I suspect the writer must have been confining his views to the U.S. of A.
I never thought I'd even suggest buying this calendar as a gift, much less recommend it, having been given one myself on multiple occasions by well-meaning individuals. But that was back in the days that Bob Klein was author of the calendar's many reviews, and I've always had a bit of a problem with the way Mr. Klein approaches the subject. Which is not to say that his observations have been wrong, tasting being the entirely subjective science it is, just that I find his writing style florid to the point of overwrought.
Last month, during our sojourn around northern Germany and Belgium, fellow scribe Lew Bryson and I dropped in on the Nacht van de Grote Dorst, the biannual lambic festival the name of which translates to "Night of Large Thirst." It was a remarkable event, with two tents and a pub serving all-traditional lambics from such brewers and blenders as Eylenbosch (now defunct), Drie Fonteinen, Girardin and Boon.
So what does any of this have to do with organic beer? The link lies in the one traditional lambic brewer notable by its absence: Cantillon.
Typically, when confronted with an ill-informed article about beer in the local, regional or national media, it is not my habit to point fingers and laugh. Instead, faced with such a situation, I will send a quiet email to the author informing him or her of their errors and/or omissions, and hope that the next time their content will be more accurate.
But this one is far from typical.
Last week, I received a package from the folks at Anheuser-Busch's imports division, promoting a new pouring tool they call the "Bass Brolly." (Check out my review of said device over at On the House.) Included in the very attractive boxed set was a new trademark pint glass for Bass, one which, in my opinion, simply raised the standard for ugly beer glasses into the stratosphere.
Yes, folks, it's Session time again, and if you don't know what that means, follow this link and catch up. I'll wait.
We're back for another edition of our beer blogging Friday, known as The Session, and the theme as chosen by Jon over at The Brew Site is barleywine. It's a particularly appropriate one, perhaps the most so of any Session thus far, since winter is flexing its mighty, snow-laden muscles this day in southern Ontario. And nothing goes with winter quite like a barleywine.
This is perhaps more a hope than a true prediction, since I've been for year waiting patiently for the day that craft brewers wake up to the fact that women drink beer, too. What's more, based admittedly on purely anecdotal evidence and long observation, women do seem to consume a greater proportion of craft beer than do their male peers.
Unless you've been studiously avoiding all media of late, you have likely by now heard about the looming hop shortage. Actually, it's not so looming any more, a lack of hops having already temporarily stopped production in at least one brewery I know of, and caused the discontinuation of more than just a couple of brands.
Unless you've been studiously avoiding all media of late, you have likely by now heard about the looming hop shortage. Actually, it's not so looming any more, a lack of hops having already temporarily stopped production in at least one brewery I know of, and caused the discontinuation of more than just a couple of brands.
I suppose we can thank Belgium for this one, since the tiny European nation was the only major brewing district where a couple of decades ago there was a significant amount of aging of beer in wooden barrels and tuns. Or we could thank Chicago's Goose Island Brewing, who made waves some years back when they first put an Imperial stout into some used bourbon barrels and christened it Bourbon County Stout.
I suppose we can thank Belgium for this one, since the tiny European nation was the only major brewing district where a couple of decades ago there was a significant amount of aging of beer in wooden barrels and tuns. Or we could thank Chicago's Goose Island Brewing, who made waves some years back when they first put an Imperial stout into some used bourbon barrels and christened it Bourbon County Stout.
I know that I promised to fill this month's blog with fearless predictions for 2008, but today is the first Friday of January, and that means it's Session time! The theme today is dobbelbocks, as selected by Wilson at Brewvana.
In today's (January 2) edition of The Globe and Mail, wine and spirits writer Beppi Crosariol waxes on about his predicted trends for beverages in 2008, including his guess that the vodka juggernaut will sail along unimpeded (safe bet), screw cap wines will increase in popularity with winemakers (ditto), and the strength of the Canadian dollar will result in cheaper, and thus more popular Californian wines (pretty likely). He also suggests that the next big trend in beer will be something he describes as "vitamin-enriched beer."
One of the blogs that I follow more-or-less regularly is the prolific Epi-log over at the the foodie site, Epicurious. Often, I find interesting tidbits of info about cooking or dining, less often something useful about drink, and at least on occasion a post that's simply downright entertaining.
This post is inspired by an Epi-log entry that definitely falls into that last category.
This month's edition of The Session is hosted by Ted Duchesne of the Barley Vine, and his oh-so-seasonally appropriate pick for December's theme is "Let it snow, let it snow, Winter Seasonal Beers."
There's a terrific new book out on the market, one which I first noted back in October in the 'Bright Beer' section of World of Beer. It's called "My Last Supper" and details the imagined final meals of fifty great chefs from the world over, supplemented by mostly heroic, sometimes whimsical portraits of the cooks in question. (There is a section of recipes at the back of the book, too, but these feel like nothing so much as an afterthought, even an obligation.)
It's inescapable, immovable and just around the proverbial corner. Yes, folks, holiday season approaches, and with it seemingly endless opportunities to entertain and be entertained. If you prefer the former to the latter, you'll want to make certain that your beer fridge is well stocked, but with what?
Every once in a while, a story arises that makes even me shake my head in bewilderment at the odd alliances and relationships that exist, indeed almost define the global brewing industry. The latest in this series is this week's announcement of a "strategic alliance" between Mexico's largest brewery, Grupo Modelo, and Molson Coors.