Penguin??
I guess it depends how long the tickers keep buying into the hype. First it was extreme beers, then cask conditioning. Is Freeze distillation the latest craze?? Stay tuned and take total blessed care.
An archive of ramblings from an Aussie who once lived in London
Labels: Anchor, BrewDog, Sierra Nevada, Tesco
Labels: Brakspears, BrewDog, Kasteel, La Trappe, Trappist Achel, Westmalle
Craving something a little more German, I reached for a bottle of Schlenkerla Weizen. After my positive experience with the Marzen a few weeks ago, the wheat offering was well up on my tick list. Again, I was a little disappointed. It's not a bad beer as such, but it does lack the body and maltiness that makes the Marzen stand out. By this stage a "Come Dine With Me" omnibus was starting which lifted my spirits. I have the formula for this show sussed out now. There is always a house wife, a single guy, a single girl an older singleton (either sex) and the token homosexual guy. I think the producers have their formula perfected as this mix of stereotypes always produces the best bitchiness and drama resulting in compelling television.
After "Come Dine With Me" I decided that I was in an IPA kind of mood. Not that I was feeling bitter (excuse lame pun), but I needed a beer with a little bit more kick in it alcohol wise to survive the comic relief crap that appears in just about every media form at this time of year. Don't get me wrong - I love the concept and I support the charity, but they take it a little bit too far. Really after a day of culture in the British Museum the last thing I need is to see a 7 foot Welshman wearing a shit eating grin, trying to make lame jokes while Z grade celebrities sing and dance and make twats of themselves. Just wear a red nose like everyone else. Anyhow the IPA of choice was Snake Dog IPA from the Flying Dog Brewery. An excellent beer and potentially the best beer I have had yet this year.
Anyhow after the wife went to bed, I stayed up and channel surfed between Lock up with Sly Stallone, Fortress with Christopher Lambert and a show with the interesting title of "Sex: How To Do Everything." The sex show was rather funny and featured people dressed up in Micky Mouse costumes getting it on. Apparently they are called 'Furries' and its a new form of fetishism. I think they are freaks. I don't need a TV programme to tell me how to get busy in the sack. Anyhow, I used this time to sample a bottle of Sam Smith's Imperial Stout. It was an OK beer, but failed to live up to it's reputation. Is it just me or does everyone agree that Sam Smith's beers are pretty ordinary in both bottle and draught form? Anyhow, after the stout I gave up on channel surfing and joined the wife in bed. At least the Sun came out today, but bring on summer.Labels: BrewDog, Flying Dog, Sam Smiths, Schenkerla
Last night after work I met up with a mate of mine Rodney whom has just moved to London from Sydney. Rodney is one of those mates who even if you only see him once every couple of years, it feels like you were only chatting to him yesterday. Anyhow, Rodney likes a bit of a schizzle over a few beers so I dragged him along to the media launch of BrewDog's new black lager - Zeitgeist. I won't harp on too much about the event as basically just about every other blogger has posted about it. The beer is pretty damn good though, and I was excited about drinking out of a bottle - a taboo issue in the UK, but common practice in the Antipodes. Chatting to James, BrewDog's head honcho bossman I had the hop and grain bill guessed after the first couple of ice cold sips. I like my beer cold, and it's the way a good lager should be. James was sporting a rather cool BrewDog tattoo on his arm. I was telling everyone that it was real, so I was a little embarrassed later on when he revealed that it was a stick on. I still thought it was cool, but cooler still he gave me one. I'm going to put it on my neck at the next CAMRA sanctioned event I go to.Labels: BrewDog, Brick Lane, Zeitgeist
Whilst walking to the tube station this morning, I noticed that the bulb flowers have started to bloom and all the trees have new buds starting to form. The tree outside my office window which I watched die back only a few months ago is now covered with the white buds of the new bloom. I am not a green thumb by any means, but for some strange reason I get excited (and no not sexually) by all this. I think there are a number of reasons. The first being that I like that things get bigger and better over time. Spring brings a feeling of renewal which leads to anticipation of good times and warmer weather. Of course this is an illusion as come mid-September everything dies and it gets cold and miserable again. One type of plant interests me more than others. This is the hop plant, the all important grass which seasons and preserves beer. I can visualize it now, thousands of rhizomes awakening all over Kent, Europe and North America with their buds preparing to break the ground an reach for the sun. Will this year see the end of the 'world wide hop shortage'? Will there be a new variety discovered that will transform brewing forever....... You can see why I get off on this stuff.
Yes, another 'Tesco pick up', the cool looking graphics and alternative anti-marketing on the label of this beer sealed teh deal and it made its way past the disapproving gaze of my wife and into the trolley.