Thursday, October 29, 2009

More Badgering


This is the "legendary" Tangle Foot ale, with yet another answer key for making sense of your drinking experience. I can't help thinking that a similar label on an American beer would read
See : a pale, jaundiced film
Smell: stale notes of urine
Taste: steam, mildew, cardboard
This one was OK, but not among the standouts. However, I have to hand it to Badger for offering so many varieities. I don't think any US brewers offer such diverse selections. More Badgers to come!

How to Enjoy This Beer

So as I'd touched on briefly in an earlier entry, some labels contain sensory information about the beer that is more reminiscent of wines. The Badger brewery does this quite effectively. Here is their Golden Champion Ale. Very decent, but not mind-blowing. I do like how the label describes this beer as "summer in a glass" -- small consolation to those of us consuming this in October. Also, this beer is apparently the "perfect compliment to BBQs and salads" -- wait, is this an American beer?

A Fine Local Brew

The Butcombe label is pretty popular here, as it is made locally in Bristol (this is the first local beer, to my knowlegde, that I've had). It can be found on tap in many places, and it consists of two varieties: Gold, and Blond. This Gold was very good. The label is great -- there's a hot-air ballon on the front (Bristol is famous for its Balloon Fiesta), and on the back, it touts itself as "the perfect beer for drinkers and diners alike". Nice. Also, the instructions say to SERVE COOL NOT COLD. Interesting. Anyways, this was rich and great tasting. So I'll have to try the Blond soon.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Da Bomb

I've had Bombardier at home once (although I can't recall where or when), as it was not completely unfamiliar to me. I even remember liking it. This stuff did not disappoint. I think I liked the premium bitter (brown bottle) better than the burning gold, but they were both memorable. This stuff ranks up there with the Spitfire and the Bishop's Finger as the best I've tried over here. Made by Wells, brewers since 1876, the label proclaims the contents of the bottle to be the "drink of England".

A Bock from Portugal

Followed up Brahma with this Portuguese beer. I liked this one even better. Dark, cold, and bitter, it was a great way to wrap up the meal. Will get back to British beers soon!

A Taste of Brazil

I had this one at lunch at a place called Nando's. It's a chain of Portuguese chicken restaurants that remind me of Cha Cha Chicken back home. They make their own hot sauce called Peri-Peri, which is very spicy and delicious. It's a very American-friendly place, as they have a self-serve soda fountain complete with an ice machine, which is unheard of at pretty much every other restaurant in England. Nobody gives free refills (are you crazy??), and ice is very hard to come by. Anyways, this beer was very cold and tasty -- a perfect lunchtime brew. It reminded me a little of MGD, which I mean in a good way. Sometimes you don't want your beer to get in the way of your food. From Brazil; I believe I have a can or two of this in my collection.

A Couple of Quickies


Our director is heading off to have her baby, and so we had a small sendoff party for her at work, where the two beers pictured above were served. They were in the little 8oz bottles (in keeping with the infant theme, I imagine), and neither one was served very cold (not as a deliberate decision, I just think there wasn't enough time to properly chill them in the tiny half-fridge at work). Anyways, although they're both fairly respected beers here in England, neither one went down very smoothly. Of course, I'll have to give Grolsch and Kronenbourg 1664 a fair shake at a later date.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

OK, Farewell for Real This Time

This is what bangers and mash looks like. It's essentially Cumberland Sausage and mashed potatoes. The Yorkshire Pudding is like a bready crust which is extremely good. Hot, crunchy, and flaky without being bisquity or greasy, if someone can figure out how to make pizza crust out of this, they'd be rich. Of course, most British meals are served with peas. This picture may not look that appetizing, but it was amazingly good.


The night after Dennis and I went out, his Aardman coworkers (including me) decided to take him to lunch for his last day at work. Still reeling from the awesome meal we'd had the night before, we sought to recreate it by repeating it. Yes, we all went back to the Llandoger Trow and had the bangers and mash in the Yorkshire Pudding (kinda like getting the clam chowder at the Fisherman's Wharf in SanFran in the sourdough bowl). Everything was the same as it had been the night before, except . . . the Spitfire Ale was unavailable. Apparently, as I understood it from the barely over 20 barkeep, the keg had run out last night and had to be changed, and once a keg is changed, it has to 'settle' for 36 hours (can that be right??) before being served. Anyways, we had to opt for the Tetley pure flow, which was served cold from the pull tap. I've had Tetley at home, and had wanted to give it a try over here, but I'll have to devote more time to focus on this one. For now, it was good and did the job. Above, a thirsty Dennis holds up his pint-o-gold, and dreams of returning home, while an equally thirsty Dave Satchwell looks on.

A Farewell to a Friend


Tonight was Dennis Bredow's last free night before heading back to the States. He's been over here since July, and now he and his family are heading home. We've overlapped here for about two weeks, and we decided to conclude our run by having dinner and a pint at the Llandoger Trow, a local pub reputed to have been a favorite of author Robert Louis Stevenson -- this is allegedly the very pub that Long John Silver visited in the classic tale Treasure Island. We ordered up some bangers and mash, served piping hot inside a Yorkshire Pudding, and a pint of Spitfire Ale. Spitfire was one of the first beers I tried over here (in the bottle), and although I had good things to say about it then, it's even better from the tap (check out that thick, creamy head). It's a little different, because in the pubs, most ales here are served from pump taps, and there is very little done to chill them (it's typically the lagers that are served from the pull taps we see at home, and they are refrigerated). This does not necessarily mean that they're served warm, as my British friend and Aardman coworker Alan Short tells me, as most of the kegs are stored in the basements, which are generally cold and humid. Room temperature does not equal warm, he continues, especially since back in the day of Robert Louis Stevenson, rooms were much colder due to the absence of central heating systems. At any rate, this ale is served cool but not cold, still a far cry from 'warm'. This one is excellent -- fruity, floral -- the closest thing I've had to an American IPA since I've been here. There are British IPAs too, which I will certainly try out. The meal, too, is outstanding -- the best I've had since landing here.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

No Fan of the Can

I'm typically not a big fan of beer in cans. It's a pretty good way to take a great beer and make it suck. I generally love Carlsberg from the green bottle: mellow, rich, with that wonderful skunky aroma when you pass that long neck under your nose. From the can, it's nothing like that. So why did I buy it, you ask. Well the answer is complicated. In England, the good English beers are generally sold warm on the shelves of grocery stores. Kinda reminds me of Canada that way -- you have to take it home and chill it to enjoy it -- probably prevents certain types of obnoxious public behavior. (Speaking of which, check this guy out if you haven't already seen it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKeooubslwk ). On the other hand, there are certain stores that sell cold beer, but they generally sell beer in cans, and it's typically from outside the UK (hence Carlsberg). So if you're throwing a party (or are in the middle of a party), and you need to get cold beer in a hurry, it probably won't be something very good. Perhaps this is also done so as not to compete with the many pubs (that sell local brews) which dot the city landscape. At any rate, in my quest to try everything beer-related (both good and bad), and because I hadn't planned ahead to have any British beers chillin' in my fridge, I decided to give Carlsberg in cans a try. I could taste the good, familiar beer that I've liked for 2 decades trying to break free from its aluminum shackles, but it just wasn't working. Better than Meister-Brau, but hey, what isn't?

Another Marston's

Here is another from Marston's (there may be a dozen or so varieties). The great thing about bottled beer here in England is that for the most part, they're sold as singles (the six-pack exists somewhat for cans, but bottles are generally sold loose), which means that random sampling is easily facilitated. This one was OK, but it did not leave a lasting impression.

A Decent Stout

Another selection from the Marston family, this was a pretty decent stout. I'm typically reluctant to try a stout these days that doesn't have a draughtflow widget in it, but this one was very smooth. It says on the back of the label that it goes well with oysters, but my friend and fellow beer appreciator Jeff Dillinger may have told me that some of these stouts are actually made with ground oyster shells. Jeff, can you weigh in on this?

(Practically) None the Weiser

So I saw this cute little bottle of Bud (had to be around 8oz.) and knowing I had to try it sooner or later, I went for it. It's definitely better than the Bud at home. My comments are roughly the same as what I said about the Heineken -- dryer, less sweet, a little more alcohol taste. In the end, there was still that Budweiser undertaste, so it was not a great beer, but we're definitely showing a better side of America to Europe. Incidentally, notice the white caulk line in the background of this pic (where the shelf meets the wall). The Brits love caulk! Every corner and seam of both of the flats we've stayed in are coated in caulk.

Taste the rainbow (not)

I don't recall being too impressed by this one, but it wasn't that bad, either. It's one from the Badger family. It's another brand, like Marston's (see previous entry), which has many different varieties under its umbrella -- some great, some just OK. I was attracted to the description on the label, which says "delicate floral peach & melon aroma", in the hopes that it would be reminiscent of my precious Racer5. While these notes were detectable, I wasn't blown away.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Excuse me, is this even beer?

This poufy little beer is for milquetoasts. With an alcohol content of 3.8%, it ranks only slightly higher than Diet Coke. Imagine 6oz. of your favorite beer . . . now add 6 oz. of water -- you get the picture. I wanted to pour this one out, too, but I didn't want to waste water. It is made by Marston's, however -- a respectable name that will come up again in the future.

Blech!

This Innis & Gunn is a Scottish beer, and I should have remembered from my early beer-drinking years, where my motto was "the harder it is to drink, the better", that Scottish beers can be among the toughest to take. This one tasted like an inverse boiler-maker, that is, a pint of bourbon into which a shotglass of beer was dropped. Totally unexpected, and too hard to take. I poured the last half of it down the drain. Yeesh.

Holy Digit!


Here is another good Kentish Ale. While the name Bishop's Finger may inspire one to tastelessly crack wise, it's actually named after a roadsign which pointed travellers toward a destination that currently escapes me (perhaps I need to consult the sign myself). I believe it's made by the same folks that make Spitfire ale, and it's probably a solid second favorite since I've been here. Hearty, rich, good stuff.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Another payoff

There's really no incentive for me to drink Heineken at home, as it reminds me of every bad wedding reception or airport lounge I've been to: "Oh sure, we have imports -- Heineken, Amstel Light, and Corona . . . " But after the good experience I had with the Stella, I thought I'd give this one a shot and see if it, too, was better abroad. Yep. It just has a more European taste -- dryer, less sweet, a little more alcoholy. A decent brew.


Guinness Extra Cold

So I had the Guinness Extra Cold, and it was pretty much the same as the pint I had back at my first pub lunch. I'm beginning to think maybe I was mistaken, and that all Guinness is served extra cold, which basically means normal cold by American standards. It was a great pint, but again, roughly the same as what we get on tap back home.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Apples to apples

So I tried this one in the draughtflow can. It's indistinguishable from the Guinness in cans back home (although I do like the creamy head indicated at the top -- not sure if we have that on our cans). I keep hearing about how good the Guinness is in Ireland (apparently they keep the best for themselves -- we'll definitely plan a trip there), but so far in England, it's basically the same as what we've got.

Stellllaaaaah!


Well, my perseverance has paid off. I have finally discovered a beer that is better abroad than at home. I've always liked Stella at home; it's quite nice, and it's become available almost everywhere lately. But, for me, it's always had a strange aftertaste that I shall attempt to describe now (bear with me): I spent a few summers in Virginia as a kid, and the sticky, humid summers brought out swarms of gnats. Occasionally, (inevitably) a gnat would deviate from the pack and find its way up your nose, and the taste you'd get at the back of your throat would be this chitinous/mucousy/bug-repellanty taste that is completely distinct. Well, I've always felt that the aftertase of Stella puts me right back there in Virginia circa 1979. The beer is good though, and I guess it always made the aftertaste worth it.
Stella is everywhere here. It's probably the most popular import, as it can be found on tap in practically every pub (taking up decent tap space where more British beers should be). Anyways, Stella tastes even better in Europe, and it had none of the gnatty aftertaste. It's dryer and less sweet than the one in the U.S. -- it has a very German taste, and it was very satisfying.
I had this one in a place called "the burger joint", which is set up like The Counter in West L.A., where you design your burger with a checklist-like order form, but it was only about half as good. It's hard to find a decent burger over here.

(Hardly)New castle

This one is definietely just as blah as the Newcastle back home. This has always been a disappointing beer for me. Considering its dark, rich color, it has none of the complexity you'd expect. Such a disappointing finish. Well, it's no different over here. Skip this one.