In a week of many beers, Fuggles took a night off from GBBF (just the one, mind you) and headed over to the Real Ale Shop in Twickenham. Busman's holiday? Well, yes, but when you like buses... What could possibly tempt me away from Earl's Court in a week like this, you might wonder. Well, Zeph and the crew were playing host to none other than Roger Ryman, head brewer of St Austell, for a tutored tasting, and the launch of the beer brewed in collaboration by St Austell, Realale.com and the Rake in Borough. Nuff said.
We started off with Trelawny Bitter, a session beer packed full of fruity flavour from the complex mix of 3 hops and 3 malts. Roger then explained the importance of his relationship with the farmers who grow his barley and proudly boasted that Cornwall had some of the best barley in the country this year. This is a theme I am hearing more and more these days. With the growing demand of the bioethanol market and pressure on farmers to increase the yield from their fields, they need a reason to grow brewers barley. Being able to drink a pint of Tribute and say "I grew that Barley" is not a bad one.
We then moved on to Proper Job IPA and Roger enlightened us as to the origin of the name. Inspired by the IPAs of Portland, Oregon, Roger returned to Cornwall determined to brew a similarly strident and punchy beer. As all westcountry folk know, a job well done is a "proper job". Devoid of a name, the 2 barrel brew was simply labelled "proper job" IPA. And it stuck.
Roger then talked us through one of his special brews - a Bock style lager, made with well roasted malts this lager is amber and sweet, and packs alot of flavour. Then it was time to try the collaboration brew - Big Smoke. A mild porter with a beautiful smoky nose and fruity palette. But they had still saved the best til last.
Smugglers Grand Cru is a Barley wine aged in oak whisky barrels for 9 months. The unfilitered beer is then bottled in Champagne bottles, topped up with some yeast from Camel Valley vineyards down the road. (Incidentally, if you've never tried Camel Valley's sparkling Pinot Noir, you really should. It beats Champagne any day). The result is a deep and complex beer. The aroma is fruity, with a touch of sourness (think lambic), the palette is rich, spicy and tart with a hint of the whisky coming through.
It is incredible the transformation that St Austell has undergone under Roger's care. He has taken it from a 15,000 barrel brewery in 1999 to 70,000 barrels today. He's not afraid to experiment with unusual styles or push the boundaries. Every beer you try from there (even Tribute) started life in his 2 barrel microbrewery, and I'm confident we can expect many more where they came from.
Sunday, 7 August 2011
Tuesday, 5 July 2011
Craft Beer Co hosts Southern Tier
I write this almost one week on from the spectacular opening night of Craft Beer Co in Farringdon. Somewhat lazy, you might say, but a significant delay was incurred while I rode out the hangover - Fuggles was in no state for writing for at least 2 days, and then it was the weekend - topping up the hangover, etc.
So here we are, belated congratulations to the owner of the fabulous Cask Pub & Kitchen for repeating his success, and then some. Boasting no mean 16 hand pulls and 21 fonts is close to my idea of beer heaven. It was harder than being at a beer festival, where at least you can write off a significant number of the beers as being ones you have already tried. Confronted with 30+ beers that I had never even seen before in the space of 10 metres, I nearly went into meltdown.
To describe it as 3 deep at the bar would be an understatement. The beer world and his wife had turned out to check out the latest shrine to the craft beer revolution. Rumour has it the scotch eggs and pork pies didn't last past 9pm. My disappointments were therefore only two-fold. Firstly, lack of pork scratchings. These have the benefit that you can stockpile them in great numbers, even in a small pub. And I'm yet to find the scientific evidence, but cling to a belief that beer and pork scratchings somehow constitutes a balanced meal. Especially if it's fruit beer. And secondly that Black Albert was just too lively to be tamed into a glass on this particular occasion. Hopefully he'll visit the bar again for a second attempt.
I knew when I walked in the door that taking any comprehensible notes on beer would be a tall order. But apart from working my way through the 3 Mikeller beers on offer, I was very taken with the beers from Southern Tier.
The IPA was predictably gorgeous and slipped away quite nicely. But I was blown away by the Choklat stout. It's true what the reviews say, it is the most chocolately beer I have ever had. I challenge you to find one more so. I am long since past expecting a beer with chocolate in the name or tasting notes to actually taste anything like chocolate, I think of it more as a euphamism for porter. But oh my god have they done something right at Southern Tier. Even if you don't have a sweet tooth, I commend you to try it. Dangerously high alcohol, at 11%, this silky smooth mocha of beers earned among us the affection moniker "Kahlua beer". I rather suspect that this beer may have been the root of my undoing that night. But I'd knowingly overindulge again, given the choice.
So here we are, belated congratulations to the owner of the fabulous Cask Pub & Kitchen for repeating his success, and then some. Boasting no mean 16 hand pulls and 21 fonts is close to my idea of beer heaven. It was harder than being at a beer festival, where at least you can write off a significant number of the beers as being ones you have already tried. Confronted with 30+ beers that I had never even seen before in the space of 10 metres, I nearly went into meltdown.
To describe it as 3 deep at the bar would be an understatement. The beer world and his wife had turned out to check out the latest shrine to the craft beer revolution. Rumour has it the scotch eggs and pork pies didn't last past 9pm. My disappointments were therefore only two-fold. Firstly, lack of pork scratchings. These have the benefit that you can stockpile them in great numbers, even in a small pub. And I'm yet to find the scientific evidence, but cling to a belief that beer and pork scratchings somehow constitutes a balanced meal. Especially if it's fruit beer. And secondly that Black Albert was just too lively to be tamed into a glass on this particular occasion. Hopefully he'll visit the bar again for a second attempt.
I knew when I walked in the door that taking any comprehensible notes on beer would be a tall order. But apart from working my way through the 3 Mikeller beers on offer, I was very taken with the beers from Southern Tier.
The IPA was predictably gorgeous and slipped away quite nicely. But I was blown away by the Choklat stout. It's true what the reviews say, it is the most chocolately beer I have ever had. I challenge you to find one more so. I am long since past expecting a beer with chocolate in the name or tasting notes to actually taste anything like chocolate, I think of it more as a euphamism for porter. But oh my god have they done something right at Southern Tier. Even if you don't have a sweet tooth, I commend you to try it. Dangerously high alcohol, at 11%, this silky smooth mocha of beers earned among us the affection moniker "Kahlua beer". I rather suspect that this beer may have been the root of my undoing that night. But I'd knowingly overindulge again, given the choice.
Thursday, 23 June 2011
Revelation Cat
It is not often Fuggles turns down a Mikkeller beer, but I found myself with a conundrum earlier this week. My favourite pub, Cask Pub & Kitchen, had laid on a "meet the brewer" event with Alex from Revelation Cat. He'd brought with him, all the way from Italy, a number of beers that I probably wouldn't get to try again for some time, if ever, and mostly in the range of 6 - 9 % ABV. Wisely sold by the half pint, I wasn't convinced I'd get through everything even so, and had to limit myself.
Revelation Cat focuses on two main styles (as it happens, two of my favourite styles). The sour lambics, often with a twist - such as maturing in whisky or rum barrels - and west coast style IPAs. So, pacing myself not quite the forefront of my mind, I started with the Laphroaig Lambic. This 9% beer (matured, as you might have worked out, in Laphroaig casks) captured the character of the whisky casks better than any other example I've seen. The nose was amazing - such powerful peatiness, it was like sniffing the whisky. This was followed through by a quite astrigent palate with a very strong whisky taste. Less impressive (not helped but rapidly following the former) was the Martinique Rum, which had only a light overtone of rum notes floating over the top of the palate, and left me slightly wanting by comparison.
The brilliantly named "Mad Walloper" was the cloudy dark chestnut beer pictured below. A very unusual beer, with a rich warming fruity nose that reminded me very strongly of sherbert. But it took you by surprise when you drank it as it tasted neither dark nor sweet. Still fruity, but very sour and almost woody. I still haven't quite made my mind up on it, but for me it had more potential than the Martinique.
Top of the pops for me on the West coasters was the West Coast Double IPA - a rich mellow IPA, packing a punch at 9% with slight citrus on the nose and a rich fruity body on the palate. The Creamy bitter was also great - fresh and zesty hops singing out.
I really like what Rev Cat are doing, taking great edgy styles and pushing the boundaries a little bit further. These boundaries may or may not be to your taste, but experimentation is often the precursor to greatness, and they should be admired for their boldness. More please!
Oh, and I might have let myself just have a little taste of Mikkeller's Sorachi Ace (after the hops) at the end of the night - well worth breaking my own rules for!
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Eagle Ale House
As possibly mentioned before, there is little Fuggles enoys more than discovering a great new place to enjoy good beer. Just such a happy occasion befell me on Friday night. I was alerted through the program from the Battersea Beer Festival to a number of real ale festivals held in South West London bars. I was particularly keen to check out the Eagle Ale House over the bank holiday, having never been there. It is certainly off the beaten track (several friends took quite a while to materialise), but that helps preserve its charm, as you don't have to fight your way to the bar in between protecting your small corner of the standing room only.
Safely esconced in a nice corner booth, I perused the bar and started with the Quantock Wills Neck, a late hopped Golden Ale, with just enough bitterness and citrus freshness to it. I was just considering which of the remaining 7 hand pumps to try when it was pointed out to me that the beer festival was in the garden. I am so used to "beer festivals" being advertised and turning out to be about 4 beers, that I had been quite excited to see 8 hand pumps. Having realised this is the normal level of choice I will definitely be going back.
So into the garden, and armed with a beer menu (a beer menu!) of 50 odd beers and a handful of cider and perries, I worked my way through what was on that night.
Top picks of the night:
SMOKY BITTERS
Franklins Original
Darkstar Partridge Best (Top beer of the night)
MILD
Green Jack Albion Mild
IPA
Milton Sparta
Sadly I didn't make it back on Saturday or Sunday to tick off the beers that hadn't yet settled on Friday, but I'll definitely be back at the Eagle, beer festival or not, for their wide selection, cosy atmosphere and great staff. And now at least I know how to find it.
Safely esconced in a nice corner booth, I perused the bar and started with the Quantock Wills Neck, a late hopped Golden Ale, with just enough bitterness and citrus freshness to it. I was just considering which of the remaining 7 hand pumps to try when it was pointed out to me that the beer festival was in the garden. I am so used to "beer festivals" being advertised and turning out to be about 4 beers, that I had been quite excited to see 8 hand pumps. Having realised this is the normal level of choice I will definitely be going back.
So into the garden, and armed with a beer menu (a beer menu!) of 50 odd beers and a handful of cider and perries, I worked my way through what was on that night.
Top picks of the night:
SMOKY BITTERS
Franklins Original
Darkstar Partridge Best (Top beer of the night)
MILD
Green Jack Albion Mild
IPA
Milton Sparta
Sadly I didn't make it back on Saturday or Sunday to tick off the beers that hadn't yet settled on Friday, but I'll definitely be back at the Eagle, beer festival or not, for their wide selection, cosy atmosphere and great staff. And now at least I know how to find it.
Tuesday, 31 May 2011
European Beer #4 - Focus: Italy
Last, but certainly not least. I have always loved Italy. Sunny, cultured, relaxed and above all home of good food and wine. I've enjoyed many trips to Italy, and savoured the fruits of their sun-kissed climes in many forms. But I've never had a truly great beer there. Some decent lagers admittedly (like Baffo Doro by Birra Moretti) but nothing close to a great real ale.
A dark chestunut coloured double IPA, heavily dry hopped with Amarillo, it pretty much combines two of my favourite styles - the rich fruity alcohol of the dubbel or barley wine style, with overriding hop notes of a grassy IPA floating along on top. So I was in absolute heaven, and very happy to make off with an extra sample at the end of the night. (Thanks Alessio).
Other notable brews included:
Birrificio's smoky but light Porter, "L'Olmaia". Huge natural carbonation gave it very fine sparkle, which cut through the bold flavours. Almost black in appearance, the highly roasted malts produced an intense smoky, earthy nose and rich palate like drinking a log fire.
And finally the Amber Shock was also a noteably rich fruity number which tickled my tastebuds, but I failed to note more than that, being quite late of the evening at time of drinking.
And so ends my whistlestop tour of Europe (without actually leaving London). I hope your tastebuds are whetted, and when next on the continent you'll scour the bars and shelves for a flash of the rare, a hint of the interesting. They're clearly hard to find, but like most of the best things when travelling, well worth the effort.
Wednesday, 25 May 2011
European Beer #3 - Focus: Switzerland
OK, the title of this blog is definitely misleading. Essentially it's an homage to a very passionate (well, he is Italian) brewer called Lorenzo, founder of the Bad Attitude brewery in Switzerland, close to the Italian border. I've never had any other Swiss beers. But please indulge me and read on.
Examples of bad attitude's funky designs
Despite some other good beers in the session, Bad Attitude's "Two Penny" won out as the firm favourite of the afternoon. Lorenzo is a great fan of England and takes a lot of inspiration from our beers, this 8.15% Porter clearly demonstrates that (especially the Union Jack on the cap!) The Two Penny had a smokey, chocolately nose, with the addition of a smooth, rich, alcohol warming on the follow through. Not packing the devlish punch it should at that ABV, just luciously sweet and mellow. Dangerous stuff!!!
Alas I was too slow to grab a sample of both the other beers Lorenzo bought, but I did managed to get my hands on the last "Hobo IPA" (below) which I've enjoyed tonight.
The Hobo IPA is a rich chestnut 5.95% IPA. The English inspiration in this beer is evident. Not the light grassy notes you get in some more American style beers, but a more traditional English gruff feel to the bitterness. A metallic, almost herbal, nose is followed by a smooth palette that converts back to that original metallic note after swallowing. A bold and punchy IPA, I thought this was just great.
I must seek out some more Swiss beers, to do the country justice (and because the examples above probably bear a heavy Italian influence). But I also hope sometime to pay a visit to Bad Attitude brewery because as my first Swiss beer, it will always have a special place in my heart. And I think Lorenzo has a pair of wellies waiting with my name on them? Yes?
Tuesday, 24 May 2011
European Beer #2 - Focus: Sweden
I learnt two things about Sweden at the weekend. 1: Their government appears to have taken inspiration for their alcohol policy from George Orwell's 1984. 2: this hasn't deterred them in the slightest. Despite strict controls over what beers can be imported, and a relatively recent lifting on the ban of production of strong beers, Sweden has as many beer bloggers as any other country in continental Europe.
It was also the county with the strongest representation (UK excluded) at the European Beer Bloggers Conference. Below: 2 Swedish brewers with their wares
Top Swedish pick of the night is a close call between the Sigtuna Summer IPA - a really bold IPA at 7%, with overriding Grapefruit notes - proud and punchy, just how I like them....
...and Oppigards' Amarillo (named after the hops). This beer was both sweet and mellow, but still fresh tasting, with great drinkability.
The theory goes (courtesy of Darren Packman) that the explosion in diversity from some of the continental countries is down to the blank canvas they had to work with. In countries dominated by a particular style or tradition it can be harder to make an impression with craft beer. Whereas Sweden almost had a vaccum effect, such that breweries just materialised out of the ether to fill a void. This has allowed them to be experimental and push the boundaries, because there are no preconceived ideas to battle against. Certainly if you are ever in Sweden, I would recommend you to check out the beer aisle of the bottle shops, as there are many more treats in store.
Thanks to all who made the tasting on Saturday possible.
It was also the county with the strongest representation (UK excluded) at the European Beer Bloggers Conference. Below: 2 Swedish brewers with their wares
Top Swedish pick of the night is a close call between the Sigtuna Summer IPA - a really bold IPA at 7%, with overriding Grapefruit notes - proud and punchy, just how I like them....
The theory goes (courtesy of Darren Packman) that the explosion in diversity from some of the continental countries is down to the blank canvas they had to work with. In countries dominated by a particular style or tradition it can be harder to make an impression with craft beer. Whereas Sweden almost had a vaccum effect, such that breweries just materialised out of the ether to fill a void. This has allowed them to be experimental and push the boundaries, because there are no preconceived ideas to battle against. Certainly if you are ever in Sweden, I would recommend you to check out the beer aisle of the bottle shops, as there are many more treats in store.
Thanks to all who made the tasting on Saturday possible.
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