My posting schedule was off last week due to some weekend travel. Time to get back to business.
So, first, some beer recommendations for this weekend. Black IPA’s. I’ve enjoyed my local’s – Never Go Back. The dark roasted grain is a poignant counter to the hop madness of an IPA resulting in a surprisingly tasteful beer. So, go forth and drink some Black IPA.
Speaking of that subject, I just received some of Founders Brewing’s new black IPA, Dark Penance. That is on my list to drink and review this weekend. Can’t wait to try it.
Hey, I also heard about a new craft beer documentary being made called Brewland. As I get more info it’ll be posted here.
The week has been long, so the beers need be longer. I don’t even think that makes sense, but, whatever.
I guess that means a beer that takes a while to drink. I’m thinking something from Lost Abbey, Dogfish Head. Or, perhaps it should an enigmatic "session" beer. Yes, yes a beer that I can drink for a long time. Relatively speaking, that is.
Full Sail has a a couple of decent libations for this category. I wonder if I can get their Session Black Lager here? I shall endeavor.
My first Belgian home brew I named Clawed. Herein lies the recipe:
2 lbs Belgian Pale malt
7 lbs 6 row
2 oz Sterling hops (boil)
1 lb candi sugar
I do not recall any of the mash particulars. It was a five gallon batch. This was about five years ago.
It was a good beer, close to what I supposed a Belgian beer should be – orange and mysterious. There are two beers that I want to brew again – this one and a barley wine I made fifteen years ago. Maybe some day …
Clawed was well received, by me and those to whom I gave a bottle or two. I don’t think this beer was terribly Belgiany otherwise many of the beer recipients would have been terrified by it. However, it had just the right amount of citrusy spice to make it appealing. It was made during a summer, so it was refreshing, too.
The Belgian beers I’ve had possess an intangible quality that appeals to me yet is hard to convey. Certainly there’s the spice, the earthiness, the venerable moth-eaten pall of long storage; but there’s also the tastual juxtaposition of this libation. It’s a beer, but it’s not a beer. These Belgian creations are never what you expect. That sense of discovery, experimentation and surprise.
I do not think I crafted that essence. But, it was a shadowy homage to the beer legends. At some point, I shall go forth and attempt it once more.