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This month’s Session is hosted by Joe and Jasmine of Beer at Joe’s, and their  topic of choice was Beyond the Black and Tan. Here’s what they had to say in the original post:

Most people have had a black & tan, which is a combination of two kinds of beer and think it’s pretty tasty. Most people have heard of a Shandy, beer with lemonade or soda added, and think it’s not so tasty.

But beer cocktails go far beyond these two famous examples… What’s your favorite beer cocktail (and yes, despite the title of this post, it can be a black & tan or a shandy)? Find a recipe for that or a new one, try it, and tell us why you did or didn’t like it–even if you think beer cocktails are nothing but a good way to waste a beer. Have fun and try something new!

I’ve had a few beer cocktails over the years, and find them to be a mixed bag. A few bad experiences has elicited such trepidation when I contemplate ordering an untried beer cocktail, that I invariable settle on ordering just a beer… unadulterated. But curiosity and shamelessness has rarely prevented me from suggesting such a cocktail to a trusting compatriot (read my wife). I must confess that when I take my consulting dues of a mouthful or two, I’ve found myself suspiciously impressed on more than one occasion.

This Session topic forced me to the decidedly awkward position of having to take risks.

Re-reading the last sentence and thinking of what that says about my person forces me to the awkward position of sounding thoroughly British. Horrifying thoughts such as these lead a sensible man to drink, and it might as well be a beer cocktail.

I wanted to attempt a beer cocktail from drinks and ingredients that I already have in the house. The idea here was to not spend extra money on a project I feared was doomed to failure, and I also wanted to see if I could construct something from scratch based on taste and intuition alone.cocktail 1

So I started by grabbing a bottle of New Belgium Sunshine Wheat Beer. This is a year-round offering from one of my favourite breweries that I’ll typically enjoy a few sixpacks of when the weather gets hot. It rather loosely falls into the Belgian Wit beer fold, sporting additions of coriander and caracao. As a well-fashioned, refreshing, but quite delicate wheat beer, anything I added needed to be subtle and delicate itself. In retrospect, this would be a wonderful candidate for a shandy if ever I saw one, but lacking lemonade and juice of any description, I opted instead for a gentle spirit. The Cragganmore 12 I consider to be one of, if not the most elegant, and delicate scotches I’ve consumed. I thought its floral nose and palate, with its subtle wood and hints of tropical fruit (rockmelon/cantaloupe) might just make a nice marriage with the New Belgium.

Well… I was wrong. Epic fail. The Cragganmore that I never drink after another scotch because it is so easily overpowered, consumed the Sunshine wheat like a fat kid on cake. It’s woodiness was amplified disproportionately, and all of its elegant beauty transformed into an insipid spicy alcohol, which I tossed after a few puckering mouthfuls. Thankfully my pessimism about the project prompted my using only about a third of the bottle, and I could wash the taste away with the unspoiled remainder.

Not wanting to end on a sour note, I thought I’d take one more crack. Instead of starting with a specific beer and building from there, I decided to start with a concept and see if I had the right ingredients to get there.

This time around I wanted to use items that were stable and strong in their own right, and also, if possible, to use more than two. When I think bold and drink, I want an espresso, a dark, strong beer, or a rich, Islay scotch. I couldn’t see a reason why at least a combination of a couple of these wouldn’t work together. Of course they have before, in the form of coffee stout, or oak aged beers, where the barrels have previously housed a whiskey.

Perusing the beer cupboard, I thought my best bet would be Rogue cocktail 2 Shakespeare Stout as the base, with some fresh espresso for the next step. The beautiful, crema head of the stout certainly resonated with the espresso, and the sweetened dark chocolate aroma begged for coffee. I wasn’t sure about the grapefruity cascade that was so prominent on the nose however.

I started reasonably small, with a half glass of Shakespeare, and about 3/4s of a shot of espresso. Adding the coffee triggered a baking soda like effect, with a new head bursting forth, and forming a pockmarked, ravine striped landscape, reminiscent of images from the Voyager Mars probe.

The coffee aroma fit seamlessly, and the cascades took a magnanimous step back, allowing the sweeter scents to accent the espresso. Wow, this actually works! Using decent espresso coffee, and being careful not to over-extract prevents the bitterness from being too high, and the residual sugars in the Shakespeare round off the edges. The existing heavy roastiness of the malt certainly compliments the coffee too.

Next addition – Laphroaig 15 yo. Even when blending scotches, I’m hesitant to use Laphroaig, as it’s such a dominating and singular flavour – the 10 in particular. But I was really hoping the smoky quality of an Islay would add to my blend, and sadly without anoterh Islay option on the shelf, it would have to be this. So I started with a teaspoon, and worked up to a second.

More iodine than smoke came through on the nose, which wasn’t entirely unexpected given the aggressively peaty profile of Laphroaig. It doesn’t seem entirely foreign in the mix, but is still unembraced. Still, a delightful woodsy character appears that only a significantly oaked stout could hope to display.

On the palate it’s an interesting picture. The Laphroaig wants to play, and the smoky oak is welcome, but its seaweedy side is definitely an outsider. Not bad, but not where I want it. I figured at this point that I would experiment a little further, so I added a dash of cinnamon. I probably added slightly too much, but this addition did much more than I expected for the cocktail. Dulling down the iodine flavours and augmenting earthy notes it really lends a winter-warmer feel to the beer.

Were I to do this over, I’m thinking Ardbeg would be a better candidate as the scotch component – more smoke, less peat. An imperial stout with a more rigid structure and greater weight should make a better beer host – maybe Samuel Smith’s Imperial.

So where are we? This cocktail is far from earth-shaking, but its promising… even good. With some tweaking, I might even be on to something!

Before I moved to the States my impression of American bourbons and whiskies was not a high one. I’m delighted to say that through the encouragement and generosity of some good friends that original impression has been significantly altered. It all started with Knob Creek… but that’s a story for another day. I claim no intimate knowledge of bourbon, and consider myself a fledgling evan williams single barrell 1999enthusiast, but I’m thoroughly enjoying  the ride small batch bourbons have to offer – not to mention the relatively cheap price tag when compared to our beloved scotch).

Evan Williams is no unfamiliar name to bourbon lovers, given that it is the second largest selling brand of Kentucky straight bourbon whiskey in the US. But those sales are largely on the back of their blended black label bourbon. But today we’re reviewing the Evan Williams Single Barrel 1999, their 14th vintage. The E.W. Vintage series claims the impressive distinction of being the only vintage dated bourbon. The fact that each bottle is drawn from a single barrel, rather than a blending of barrels, means that even within a vintage each bottle is likely to express a slight range of unique characteristics. Each vintage year also equates to a novel bourbon, with often significant characteristics marking one vintage from another. What doesn’t seem to vary is the success with which they are greeted year after year. They have a swag of medals and accolades against their name, perhaps most impressively the first ever Whiskey of the Year title awarded to a bourbon by The Spirit Journal. So, let’s try it and see what all the fuss is about.

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Evan Williams Single Barrel Vintage 1999
Barrelled on 10.12.99
Bottled on 01.20.09
Barrel # 112
43.3% abv

Appearance: Deep, slick amber

Nose: Waxy on first sniff. Then caramel popcorn and warm dark spices – nutmeg and cardamom. A hint of rose, and after adding a few drops of water, charred oak really comes out, as does a little spearmint.

Body: Mid to full, a little oily, very smooth.

Taste: Wonderfully smooth and sweet. The nutmeg is there, and dark, overly roasted butterscotch. A very mature bourbon.

Finish: Spice and toffee, then a mellow woodiness that credits the 9+ years in oak. As all fades away, the impression of raw, crushed almonds. Complex!

Overall Impressions: This is one smooth, complex, and sweet bourbon without being cloying. While this is no great claim, I have no hesitation in labelling this the best bourbon I’ve sampled to date. Well worth seeking out, and I look forward to buying a bottle of each new vintage.

Evan Williams 1999 Spider Score: 86/100.

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Here is a clip from the unveiling event of the 1999 vintage. They were sampling cask strength (60-70%) from the first barrel. The clip is worth watching for the inimitable molasses drag of an accent of Parker Beam alone, their Master Distiller. (Parker is a seventh generation distiller and has worked at Evan Williams for over 50 years. His grandfather was the brother of a certain James Beam).

With out of state travelling and wedding festivities these last few days my poor blog has been suffering patiently and quietly. This is not to say that beer, scotch, and philosophy have fallen by the wayside – nay, the opposite is so very true. I’m staying in the home of my best friend, himself a keen lover of the aqua vitae, and we have enjoyed quite the menu this weekend.

Take a look at this happy spread:

happy weekendLeft to Right: Evan Williams Single Barrel 1999 Vintage Bourbon, Bunnahabhain 12yr, Talisker 18yr, North Coast Brother Thelonious, Laphroaig 10yr, Highland Park 12yr, Pauvel Kwak, Arbeg 10yr, Avery Czar Imperial Stout, and Unibroue Quelque Chose.  Very much an island focused scotch adventure, but to my mind that’s awfully hard to beat.

 

We also visited a fine pub in downtown Oklahoma City called James E. McNellie’s North Coast Old Stock AlePublic House. They had about 60 craft beers on tap (including about 10 Belgians and 15 Germans) and a further 323 bottled – yes, I did just run the numbers on their menu. The great majority of these were American micros, with more than a perfunctory nod given to the Belgians, a decent German representation, and a smattering of other beer countries making an appearance. Overall I was quite pleased, especially with their prices. I opted for a pint of the Ayinger Brau-Weiss on tap (they were out of the Tripel Karmeleit, which was my first choice), and followed that up with a bottle of 2007 North Coast Old Stock Ale. This set me back just $12 – quite nice for pub prices.

 

I’ve been giving a lot of thought over the last few days to ways I can make this blog more relevant and interesting for my readers. When I return home I hope to hit the ground running. I’ll be posting several reviews each week, increasing the number of scotch reviews, to give a little more balance, but I also have in mind writing a lot more non-review posts. I have some restructuring of the blog in mind too and am aiming to be much more consistent with my updates, and to generate more structured content under a variety of themes. Watch this space and I’d appreciate any feedback, ideas, or recommendations you may have. Cheers!

 

I’ll leave you with a couple of pictures I took yesterday:

 brother thelonious yard Chris’s yard through a glass of North Coast Brother Thelonious Abbey Style Ale

 

north coast cork 1 Elegant North Coast Cork

aleister crowley 1 As is apt to happen just a little too often, my research into one project led me down a rather odd rabbit hole. In doing some reading on absinthe, I found some interesting writing of Aleister Crowley, which in turn led to some fascinating historical brewing connections.

 

Aleister Crowley (1875 – 1947) has to be one of the more curious and peculiar figures of the last century. From rather unexceptional beginnings in Warwickshire, Crowley emerged as perhaps England’s most notorious and controversial personality of the time. An incredibly intelligent young man who studied at Trinity College, Cambridge, accomplished as a writer, poet, and social critic, it was his early embrace of occultism that achieved him fame and prominence.

 

In his second year at Cambridge Crowley immersed himself in the literature of  alchemy, mysticism, and magic. He was soon inducted into the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn, a mystical order whose notable members included E. Nesbit, Bram Stoker, and William Butler Yeats. The Golden Dawn was rent by a schism in 1900, and Crowley pursued his study of the occult alone. In 1904 while holidaying in Egypt, he purportedly had a mystical experience while invoking Horus who told Crowley that he would be the prophet heralding in a new magical age.book of the law

 

The next month, still in Cairo, he penned the text Liber Al vel Legis, or The Book  of the Law – acting as scribe for Horus who dictated the text according to Crowley. This marked the beginning of his religious philosophy which he entitled Thelema, based on the foundational law of “Do what thou wilt.” (The word Thelema is a transliteration of the greek θέλημα, or will, a cognate of the verb θέλω – to will or to purpose).

Through his continued involvement with occultism, a famed feud with Yeats, annunciation of radical views of sexuality for his time, and prolific writing which more often than not was brazen and scandalous, Crowley received copious amounts of attention from the press around the globe. Much of his writing, particularly the mystical, was laden with metaphor for sexual imagery in which he used language denoting murder, cannibalism and victimhood that convinced a growing number that he promoted, if not actively participated in, human sacrifice among other things. This led the press to memorably dub Crowley “The wickedest man in the world.” Crowley often referred to himself as The Beast, a label his mother used when he acted out as a child.aleister crowley2

 

So where on earth am I going with this? Interestingly enough, Crowley has a significant relationship to the beer industry, directly and indirectly.

 

The Crowley family lays claim to a long and significant brewing tradition, having run a brewery in Croyden, Surrey, for over 200 years. In 1821 Abraham Crowley (Aleister’s great uncle) and two of his sons procured The Brewhouse in Alton, from James Baverstock. It was in this brewery in 1768 that Baverstock through much experimentation with a hydrometer discovered he could determine the comparative strength of worts, thus laying the foundation for saccharometry, used by breweries and wineries around the world to this day.

 

The Brewhouse expanded under the Crowley management and began to offer beer and a sandwich at a cheap price, inventing, according to some historians, the pub lunch. They even get a mention from Charles Dickens in his weekly published journal as “providing a first-rate sandwich and a sparkling glass of Crowley’s Ale.” The brewery produced a fine range of offerings over the years, including a dark brown ale, oatmeal stout, old ale, ‘Alton Brew’ (unknown ale), brown ale, Family Ale, regular stout, and light pale ale.

 

crowley's ales

 

In 1877 the Crowleys sold the brewery to the son in law of Abraham Crowley, and Aleister’s father re-invested his share in the sale into Amsterdam’s waterworks. His father was able to retire young on the profits, and when he died he left Aleister a considerable fortune which financed him throughout life and allowed him to immerse himself in his interests. So alcohol really is responsible for the anti-christ…

Part II tomorrow.

Last night Nic and Vanessa, my wonderful neighbours, thought they’d take care  le merle 2of hapless and wifeless your’s truly, and invited me over for dinner. The invitation came before I helped Nic gut and prepare an eski full of trout he’d caught that morning, so I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a guilt feed. Either way, I’ll take what I can get.

Nic made up his special spice rub to coat some pork chops which he barbequed out back with some golden butter potatoes, while Vanessa prepared salad, corn, and some salami and (I think) smoked gouda. I figured a bottle of North Coast’s Le Merle Saison would be the safest bet to pair with the pork, so we popped it open with the meal.

I’m not anti-social enough to record beer notes while a dinner guest in another’s home, so here are some brief jottings made postprandially.

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Some apple notes lent themselves very well to the pork. Not quite applesauce, but still one of those timeless marriages.

Clove and peppery spiciness merged seamlessly with the seasoning rub, and the sharp acidity helped to alleviate the bite of the pepper. (I almost brought an abbey ale over thinking the sweet malt would go well with caramelised pork, but there is no way it would have handled the spice as the saison did so well). I was a little worried the citric elements of the beer would clash, but they worked decently with the spice.

The Le Merle does not offer as much intricacies as many of its counterparts, but it remains a good interpretation and is quite drinkable. And as you can see from the photo, it’s also a really attractive beer. Score: 6.5/10.

While I have Belgian beers on my mind, here’s a commercial for the Achel trappist Ales that I found pretty amusing. Thanks to The Barley Blog for the link.

 

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