Shut up, science.

Everyone knows what it means to “break the seal,” right?  I am lucky in that I am part camel and can hold out a lot longer than most ladies when it comes to braving the restroom at the bar.

But is “breaking the seal” a myth?  Could be.

According to the linked article (seriously, just click on it. I know you can all read), it’s not a real, actual thing. It’s all in your mind! And, volume has nothing to do with it, so even if you’re doing shots, you will have to pee just about as often as you otherwise would if you were drinking beer.

I’m calling shenanigans on that, personally, because the volume difference between three beers and three shots is huge.

So, fine. Science says it’s a myth. Good for you, science! As for me, I will continue to believe that I can get about 4 pints in me before I have to visit the ladies’ room. After that, it’s every five minutes, just about.

Anyone have any good “breaking the seal” stories? Better yet, does anyone’s favorite bar have one of those deals where beer is a certain very cheap price until someone “breaks the seal?”  Is that even legal?

The Beers That Rocked Our Worlds in 2012

Well it’s been a while since we posted anything here. Sorry about that! We planned on doing a What-Beer-We’re-Drinking-in-Anticipation-of-the-Apocalypse blog but never got around to it. Good thing we’re still around so we can post about the beers that rocked our world in 2012. Drumroll please…

Rachel: Pumpkin Beers
What beer or beers changed my world in 2012?  Pumpkin beers, for sure. This past fall marks my first time ever trying pumpkin beers, and I didn’t hate them.  Not all of them, anyway. I ended up trying a grand total of 10 different pumpkin offerings and liked maybe three of them. The rest were okay, as in “I would drink this if the only other option were Bud Light.”

Looking ahead to 2013: I am going to try more new things this year. I will branch out from IPAs and DIPAs and try more styles, starting with stout. I don’t generally enjoy stout, but I have a list of them that will supposedly change my mind. So we’ll start there and see what the rest of the year brings. Probably more IPAs, though. You’ll have to tear the hops out of my cold, dead hands.
Emily: New Glarus Serendipity 
The beer that rocked my 2012 was New Glarus Serendipity (New Glarus Brewing Co. WI). The failure of last year’s cherry crop in Wisconsin forced brewer Dan Carey to get creative. Instead of the cherry-packed Wisconsin Red Ale they usually brew, he combined what few cherries he could find along with apples and cranberries to make this stunning sour ale. Every sip reminded me of steadfast American perseverance and ingenuity wrapped in sparkling tang. Is it strange that I find hope for America in a beer?
Carolyn: Everything I tried from Nøgne ø
Who knew that Norway had such an amazing brewery? This Chick didn’t. Nøgne ø makes awesome top fermented, bottle conditioned, unfiltered and unpasteurized ales.  Of the three we’ve tried, the Imperial Rye Porter (a collaboration with Terrapin Beer Company) was our favorite. It was luscious and thick, chocolaty and rich with the slightest notes of rye on the finish. We also loved their Special Holiday Ale (with Jolly Pumpkin) and their Imperial Stout. Every time I went to the Bier Cellar, I bought pretty much whatever they had in stock.

How to Harvest Homegrown Hops

Hey ya’ll, it’s time for another guest post! This was written by my Portland-area friend, Erin Quigley. She was lucky enough to harvest her landlords hops this fall and wrote up a ditty on the process. Good information to have! Thanks Erin!

Recently I had the unexpected opportunity to harvest hops from the vines that run rampant in my landlord’s yard. This was both awesome (because I’m an occasional homebrewer and I’d been eyeing the hops all summer) and totally ridiculous (because I had no idea what to do). Somehow, with the help of a few dedicated, fermentation-inspired co-conspirators, the hops made it from vine to brew-ready in just about a week. Read on for a primer on seat-of-your-pants homegrown hops harvesting!

Step 1: The Harvest
First things first—I needed to get all those hops off of the vines and into my car (so to speak). The plants were growing over an archway, up a drainpipe and, most challengingly, around a two-story metal post that held up the neighborhood washlines. I scaled the post with a sketchy combination of ladders and rope, and used pruners to lop off large sections of vine. Always wear your helmet, folks.

As I clipped the vines, two friends collected the clippings, picked off the fruit, and sorted the green, ready-to-go hops from the brown, past-peak hops. A good hop is still fairly green, although I figured that a little bit of brown around the edges was OK if the hop looked in good condition overall.  A good hop will also make a sound like crinkling paper when you pinch it between your fingers. Hops that are too old generally just squelch when you do this, while hops that are too young are harder to squeeze and aren’t dry enough to make the crinkling noise. It’s tempting to harvest hops too early—they’re a much more vibrant green before they’re ready—but try to hold back!

So after a few hours of steady clipping, sorting and eating pie, we filled a kitchen-sized bag with hops that seemed fresh enough for brewing. My two friends headed back to work, and I was on my own to figure out the next stage of the project.

Step 2: Drying the Hops
Once the hops were harvested and sorted, they had to be dried for storage. Speed was important, since I didn’t want the hops (many already a bit too brown) to start wilting in the bag. I made an emergency run to the hardware store and brought home four concrete bricks, a box fan, a roll of wire mesh (the kind you would use for window screens) and a tarp. After several failed designs and extensive input from house guests, roommates and significant others, we managed to fold the wire mesh into a rectangular container. Then we put the container on top of a wooden frame (actually, a small bookshelf turned on its side) which we elevated off the ground with the concrete bricks and set the whole contraption on the tarp. The fan was positioned so that it was blowing over the hops and—voila—instant drying rack!

And then there was nothing to do but wait. I kept the fan running over the hops consistently, moving it around every 12 hours or so to reach all sides of the container. Towards the end of the drying session I discovered that I could lay the fan horizontally on the concrete blocks so that it blew straight up at the hops from underneath, which seemed pretty efficient, and I realized I probably should have done that from the beginning.

Fair Warning: Hops smell a lot like hops. Over the course of the project the aroma of hops in the house got pretty intense. Eventually we didn’t notice it anymore, but depending on how much you like hops, you may want to figure out how to do this outside. As it was, the tarp really helped keep hop bits and pollen out of the carpet. The intense smell dissipates as the hops dry, so if you hang in there it’ll probably go away.

And as the hops dried, not only did the smell disappear, but they lost an incredible amount of weight. Eventually I had to be careful not to crank the fan too high, or the light, dry hops would scatter across the room. More experienced hops harvesters apparently weigh the hops before and after drying, to make sure all the moisture is gone, but I didn’t try anything so professional. After about three days, the hops felt light and dry enough in my hands that I decided they were ready for storage.

Step 3: Packing and Storing
At this point I could have brewed with some of the hops right away. But I’d already neglected so much “real” work for the harvest that starting up a new batch of homebrew didn’t seem like a reasonable decision. So the hops needed to be put into storage, and the hunt for a vacuum sealer was on! Anyone who’s visited a brew supply store has probably noticed that hops keep best in the freezer, and they also need to be sealed in an airtight container to make sure they don’t absorb any new moisture. Light-duty vacuum sealers are available at most kitchen stores (Maine readers—I hear that Mardens sells them for cheap), but I didn’t want to shell out for a one-time project. So, after messing around with sucking the air out of plastic bags with a straw (didn’t work) and putting the hops in mason jars (not airtight enough), I was at a bit of a loss.

Fortunately, disaster was averted when my significant other, always a problem-solver, whisked the hops off to a neighborhood market where they use a vacuum sealer to package meats and produce. It wasn’t long before I had five vacuum-sealed bags of hops, each weighing about 5 ounces. I wouldn’t recommend packing hops in such large amounts, generally—1 oz packages are probably better for most beer recipes. But, when the local market is doing you a favor, beggars can’t be choosers.

And so, the vacuum-sealed hops finally made their way into the freezer, dated and ready to use any time. It was amazing, and slightly depressing, to watch an entire trash bag full of hops get packed into just a few tiny airtight containers! But now the fun part is just beginning. I still have to figure out what variety these little guys are, and what flavor they’ll impart on a batch of beer. I’m thinking I’ll start with a fairly generic recipe, to get a good idea of the hops’ flavor. Then I can begin experimenting with what recipes might best highlight that particular variety.

And then, of course, it’s time for the really fun part—sharing the beer with my landlord and all the friends who gave their time and energy to be part of the Great Hops Harvest of 2012. That’s a pretty good excuse for a party!

Have you ever brewed with your own hops? What kind did you grow and how did it go?

Trick-or-Treating Beer Picks

Halloween beer names often resemble unused 90′s rock band names more than they do beer. But who’s to say beer can’t dress up too?  This Wednesday, I plan to sit on my porch and coo over sparkly princesses and angry birds. I’ll cower appropriately from zombies and cluck my tongue at the far-too-young, slutty cheerleaders. I will make pithy remarks to the parents with infants that pretend to be trick or treating for their kid. (Come on, your infant isn’t going to eat that banana Laffy Taffy.) All the while, I’ll sip a good beer between handing out handfuls of candy. I can’t wait.

Here is a couple trick-or-treat-worthy beers I recommend trying. No pumpkin beers this time. I’m a little pumpkined out. But, these beers are sure to go well with that last Snickers bar you know you are going to lie to that last kid about having.

Boom Island Brewing Co. Brimstone Tripel (Minneapolis, MN) Nice tripel with full complicated flavor. Yeasty and a bit of clove. And, it comes in a big bottle.

Great Lakes Brewing Co. Nosferatu (Cleveland, OH)  Dark without being heavy. Dark chocolate, cherry and earthy flavors. Brewed in Reinefsteben tradition.

Luck Bucket Brewing Co. Certified Evil (La Vista, NE) Creamy and strong. Coffee-like bitterness that keeps you sipping. Oak aged.

Crispen Artisanal Reserve Hard Cider-The Saint (Colfax, CA, and Minneapolis, MN) Amazing good! This is my personal pick for Halloween Night. Made with Belgian Trappist yeast and organic maple syrup. Rich and full flavor without being too sweet.  Somehow, it tastes…special.

Happy Halloween all! What’s your beer plan?

 

Squashing Apprehension!

True story: despite nearly 20 years of Professional-level drinking, I had never tried a pumpkin beer before last week. Never. Pumpkin is a delicate thing, you see. When it’s right, it’s very very good.  When it’s wrong, it is so very very bad. And the potential for pumpkin beer to be bad is high!  Don’t argue – it is.

“HOW,” they cried. “How can you call yourself a beer drinker if you’ve never had a pumpkin beer?”

“Easy,” I said, as I finished my IPA. “I’m just afraid it will be really gross and make me hate both pumpkins and beer.”

However, without a little adventure, life gets boring pretty fast, so I decided to gather up a few different pumpkin beers to try.  I would drink one every day for 6 days and then think about what I’d done. Thankfully, my store has a ‘craft your own 6-pack’ option, so I was able to get a nice selection!

1. River Horse Hipp-o-Lantern Imperial Pumpkin Ale.  My first beer was underwhelming in the extreme. Apparently this is brewed with pumpkin, molasses and hand-crushed spices, but none were evident, to me. I might give this one another shot, since it’s possible that I got a bad one. This tasted thin and bland and left what almost felt like a salty aftertaste. I was not thrilled and definitely not looking forward to the other 5 choices in my refrigerator.  Not a good start.

2. Weyerbacher Imperial Pumpkin Ale. Now this is more like it. The spice notes were there, and it was more of what I was expecting from a pumpkin ale. I still wasn’t tasting much actual pumpkin flavor, but it seems that pumpkin itself is sort of beside the point when it comes to flavoring. The combination of spices used in pumpkin pie is so distinctive that one’s palate can be fooled into thinking there is pumpkin there even when there is not. This beer was definitely a step in the right direction.

3. Southampton Publick House Pumpkin Ale. A little lighter and sweeter than the Weyerbacher offering. I could see this being my go-to pumpkin brew. I’d like to see the difference between having it in the bottle and having it on tap, though. That can be like night and day with certain beers. Three beers into my experiment and I am feeling pretty good about it now.

4. Carton Pumpkin Cream Ale. I feel bad about this one, actually. I hated it. And I wanted to love it, since I love every single one of Carton’s offerings. However, in Carton’s defense, I tried it after an evening of really big IPAs, so I’m sure my palate was busted. Also, I was a little drunk. I should probably shine up a growler and go on a quest to see if this is still around anywhere and try it again. Brewed with traditional pumpkin pie spices as well as some pink peppercorn and candied ginger? Sounds way too interesting to pass up.

5. Brooklyn Brewery’s Post Road Pumpkin Ale. Another one that falls in the “not bad” category. It was well-balanced and malty enough to highlight the pumpkin flavor more than some of the others I had tried.  It also had the best label out of all of them.

6. Harpoon UFO Pumpkin. NOW WE’RE TALKING. Since I chose the beers in random order, I didn’t intentionally set out to save the best for last.  But this unfiltered pumpkin ale from Harpoon is hands-down my favorite out of the ones I’ve tried.  I know there are other pumpkin beers out there that are excellent (Dogfish Head comes up a lot in conversation), but this one was really, really good. It was the Platonic ideal of “pumpkin beer” for me.  Neither the pumpkin nor the spice were overwhelming and the hop notes gave it a crisper feeling than the others that got a bit malty/heavy for me.

This exercise was quite successful, don’t you think? I faced my fear of bad pumpkin beer and found a couple of new things that I normally would have overlooked.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go plot my strategy for acquiring Great Lakes Christmas Ale this year. Since we can’t get it in New Jersey, I have to beg and cajole my Ohio people to get it and save it for me until I can get home to visit. GLBC does distribute to eastern Pennsylvania now, but the Pennsylvania beer laws are weird and confusing so it’s best to just avoid the state altogether sometimes (Just kidding, PA! Love you!).

Just in time for Hallowe’en, what’s your favorite pumpkin beer? If I can get it in NJ, I will try it!

The Best Little Brewhouse in Belfast

that's my girl!

Dan and I have been trying to plan a trip up to the area of Maine known as “midcoast” for months. I got a Living Social deal for a cottage at Glenmoor by the Sea in Lincolnville and we were planning on going there before Lila was born. Needless to say, life got too crazy to go before she arrived. So we decided to go for our anniversary—with her and the dogs of course.

So that was last weekend. And we had a ball. Not only did we have some of the best Thai food that’s ever met my chopsticks (if you don’t believe me, read what the New York Times had to say about it) and took Lila on her first hike, but we took a drive up to Belfast and visited Three Tides, the bar that showcases the very fine beers brewed at Marshall Wharf Brewing Company next door.

We couldn’t find it at first. My phone GPS first took us to the wrong address (thanks Apple!) then when our car GPS did bring us to the right spot we just saw the brewery, not the bar. I called and the friendly bartender clued me in that it was next door to Marshall Wharf. It was just warm enough to sit outside so we grabbed the last table on their patio overlooking the harbor and tried to pick our poison. We were clearly at a loss as to where to start and told our server so, and she helpfully noted that we could get a tasting (not noted anywhere on the beer menu).

So we chose 5 beers: Deep Purple (rauchbier), Wrecking Ball (baltic porter), Little Mayhem (stout), Wet Dog (wet hopped IPA) and Four Stroke (Belgian quadrupel).

tasting map

They all rocked my world. Deep Purple tasted like bacon (did I mention I like bacon? And rauchbier?). Wrecking Ball was smooth and sultry. Little Mayhem was the perfect small stout. Wet Dog had a fabulous hop profile and the Four Stroke… oh the Four Stroke! Let’s just say I love Belgians and am drinking another quadrupel as I write this…

Dan and I split the tasting so it was time for a pint. I opted for Ace Hole, a really terrific American Pale Ale with Sorachi Ace and Citra hops. If I could get it in the bottle, this would be my everyday beer—the beer that I always had in my fridge.

We finished up and were about to tool around Belfast when it started downpouring. I’m dying to go back—not only so I can go back to Marshall Wharf but also to check out Eat More Cheese, which I hear has a terrific selection.

If you’re not too far from Belfast, head up there this weekend. Marshall Wharf is celebrating 5 years of beer with a little festival that will serve up 30+ beers along with Pemaquid oysters and live music by the Toughcats. Check it out.

last bite of that amazing biscuit

If you go…
I totally recommend Glenmoor by the Sea. They regularly have deals with Living Social (I think we paid $230-something and that came with a bottle of champagne and some stellar local chocolates). We watched the sunrise from bed. It’s dog friendly and has disc golf, ladderball, croquet and a fire pit.

It’s about 5 minutes into downtown Camden which has fabulous eating-out options. Don’t miss breakfast at Boynton-McKay Food Co. It’s a disorganized mess but, oh lord, the food is worth the clusterf**k. Get a biscuit. You won’t be disappointed.

Camden Hills State Park is also there which boasts plenty of hiking trails. You can also mountain bike if you’re so inclined. Grab sandwiches at Dot’s to refuel with at the top.

Where’s your favorite out-of-the-way beer destination?

The Great Pumpkin of Beer. Review time.

I have always LOVED anything that was Pumpkin flavored. Shit, If I could take a lick of Pumpkinhead, in the right situation, I could be in trouble. BUT, Pumpkin Beer was never my thing. It always tasted wrong, fake, chemical-ly (if I am gonna get scientific). What helped this Autumn endeavor was that I was introduced/forced to try many more fruit beers this past summer, and it really opened up my palate. So, when fall came rolling in, I was ready to taste the shit out of some Pumpkin Beer. And that I did.

Bluepoint Pumpkin Ale- Bluepoint Brewing Company-New York, United States

Pumpkin Beer without that irritating Pumpkin taste ;)

  • This brew pours very clear amber, with a decent two-finger head. On first taste, I loved it, it had a nice cinnamon and clove taste…but that was it. It’s like they tried to make the Pumpkin Pie without the PUMPKIN. On a 1-5 scale (5 being best), I give this a 2.5. If you don’t like Pumpkin flavor, this is the beer for you. ONCE AGAIN-If you are reading this and thinking “I don’t even like Pumpkin Beers…why I am even reading this?”, please try this. It’s a nice Fall beer, without all that Pumpkin hoopla.

(side note-apparently I like Pumpkin Beer that tastes very much like an alcohol version of Pumpkin Pie-now you know)

once again…2.5 out of 5.

 

Woodchuck Pumpkin Hard Cider- Woodchuck Cidery-Vermont, United States

More like Upchuck.

  • Ew, I hate Woodchuck. I only recently started to even like Cider (Thanks Vandermill) and I still kinda hate Woodchuck. I don’t know if it is because of all the girls I knew in college that “hated” beer and couldn’t handle “the taste” and drank Woodchuck instead? (I mean, who drank beer in college for the taste? lame.) To be honest, I have had some of their “reserve” brews and they aren’t horrible. But still, it’s Woodchuck. And, I can’t really review this one because IT. WAS. HORRIBLE. Don’t even try it. Unless you don’t like beer. Then, who knows? (oh yeah, -1.9 out of 5)

 

 

Ace Hard Pumpkin Cider-California Brewing Company, California, United States

If you like Cider, this is your guy.

 

If you are a Cider fan, (I am not going to debate whether or not Cider is really beer…who cares) this is your Pumpkin choice. It doesn’t make me want to throw up like the Woodchuck version, and it tastes like Pumpkin Pie in Cider form. That is really what you are looking for, right? Try it. :) 3 out of 5.

 

 

 

Jaw-Jacker-Arcadia Brewing Company-Battle Creek, Michigan, United States

eh.

  • Much like the Bluepoint Pumpkin Variety, this left me nonplussed. Actually, it had more of a Christmas-y taste to me, so no real Pumpkin taste here as far as I am concerned. I really hoped for more, being that I am an Arcadia fan. But, much like someone who watched the last political debate, I was left longing for more. The more beers I have continued to taste in this research endeavor, I have realized how specific the flavor of “Pumpkin” can be. I have also realized that I am not an easy customer. I give this brew a 3 out of 5. Eh.

 

 

(this is the point when you should be thinking…IS THIS GIRL SATISFIED WITH ANYTHING? So was I. )

La Parcela-Jolly Pumpkin Artisan Ales-Dexter, Michigan, United States

Pumpkin is in the name of the Brewery, duh.

  •  Yes, Pumpkin is in the Brewery name. But, as an avid Sour fan, I tend to be VERY hard on this Brewery (because I expect so much from them!) All that aside, if you like Sours and you like Pumpkin…this shit is good. Heck, even if your taste buds aren’t versed in Sours, try this-please. You will not be disappointed. It is very subtle, with a foggy amber pour, and the taste does not hit you hard as far as Sours go. BUT, weirdly, it is very sour. If you think about the flavor of Pumpkin, it has a lot of sourness to it…and this is a perfect sour Pumpkin beer. I’m happy! (my sarcasm goes away when happy-what can i say!) 4.25 out of 5 (because I am difficult)

 

Punkin Ale-Dogfish Head Brewery-Delaware, United States

Aww...Punkin, so cute.

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • I love Dogfish Head. (Oh, Festina Peche-how I already miss you) This beer is good, drinkable. The pumpkin is subtle, heavy on the brown sugar, but overall good flavor. As I have stated before…I am on the quest for the perfect Pumpkin beer that makes me feel all Pumpkin Pie-y. This one, is good, just not what I was looking for. Such is life. ;) 4.5 out of 5. Not too shabby.

 

Pumpking-Southern Tier Brewing Company-New York, United States

This King is at least A Prince.

 

  • You gotta give it to Southern Tier. They built some hype on this bad boy. At least in my area (Metro Detroit), everyone was scrambling to get their hands on this one…supposedly it was the best! And, well, the hype did not disappoint. This is a phenomenal Pumpkin beer. It has a very smooth mouthfeel, it has ALL the flavors of Pumpkin Pie (including a GREAT Spiciness), and like many great beers-the more it warms from first pour-the flavors intensify. I really like this beer, and I am glad that I still have some in my beer box. (that’s right…I have a beer box) I give it 4.75 out of 5. (because I am optimistic AND, there is one more beer that I want to tell you about.)

 

Pumpkin Beer-O’Fallon Brewery-St. Louis, Missouri, United States

PUMPKIN PIE! I want to put my face into you. :)

  • Ok, If you are reading this far you should know by now what I am looking for. PUMPKIN PIE flavor. Ok, yeah, I am reviewing PUMPKIN beers…but when else do you taste real Pumpkin other than when eating Pumpkin Pie? So…this is my favorite. If you read this here bloggy thing a lot, I have written about this brewery before. Don’t worry, I did run it past a few discerning folks…but the consensus was pretty much across the board. THIS is the Ryan Gosling of Pumpkin Beers. Why did I bring him up? Cause he is YUMMY! and I can. A lot of people will disagree with this being my favorite Pumpkin beer but, guess what, I’m a big girl and it is what it is. Now, I am going to rate it the same as Pumpking because they are VERY different in spice levels and even though I LOVE spice, this one has a very different attack on the Pumpkin Flavor. It has a light Pumpkin taste while still being full-bodied. Love it. 4.75 out of 5.

Ok, I have had other Pumpkin Beers, as I am sure you all have. But if you are like me…you have already tuned out of this debacle (I just woke up actually). I have one more Pumpkin Beer (a Pumpkin Porter by Epic) to taste, but I had to take a break from all things Pumpkin. ;) Either way, I would love to know what your favorite is! Check it! (P.S. I couldn’t bring myself to rate anything at a 5 because well, I believe in Unicorns.)

 

Well? What do you think? What is your favorite Pumpkin Beer? Least Favorite?

A Six Pack of Questions for… Katie Norton, co-owner of The Bier Cellar in Portland, Maine

It’s been way too long since we’ve profiled a Chick in the beer industry! Here’s our second installment. (Read the first one here.)

I met Katie the first time I popped into The Bier Cellar, a few weeks after they opened in Portland. I’ve been spending more money there than at the grocery store in a typical week. She and her husband, Greg, opened the shop this spring and I’ve been going in once a week (or more!) ever since. Luckily they opened just after Lila was born so I was able to partake immediately. The Bier Cellar is worth a trip if you’re visiting Portland. Katie and Greg have descriptions about each beer (and cider, mead and wine) and they’re great at giving recommendations based on what you’ve liked (or hated) in the past. I could go on and on about the shop but instead, let’s get to Katie and I’ll write more about the shop in a later post.

What was the first craft beer you remember tasting and what was that experience like for you?

I think it was Magic Hat Single Chair. I was on my college ski team and we had stopped at the Magic Hat Brewery and I bought a growler of it. I remember drinking all of it that night, which was not the wisest idea, but I enjoying drinking something of better quality than the cans of beer that were floating around that night. From then on I remember making a conscious effort to choose craft beer on tap at bars instead of Bud Light.

Which beer do you always have in your fridge?

Prior to getting pregnant I would have to say one of the most regular beers in my fridge is Saison Dupont or Dupont Foret. I am almost always in the mood for it

What inspired you to open the store?

It’s funny, we didn’t even have the idea to open the store until this past Christmas Eve year. We were driving up to my brother’s house and happened to be talking about a friend of a friend that owns a liquor /beer store in VT. I just blurted out “Why don’t we open a beer store?” and it kind of took off from there. My husband is a homebrewer, and we both have chalices at Novare Res so we were pretty interested in the beer scene already. We figured this is a concept that we as consumers would be excited about and felt was lacking in the Portland area. We decided to go for it.

What have you had to do to establish yourself as a woman in the beer community?

Getting my chalice at Novare Res. It helped give me knowledge regarding different styles of beer and what to expect with each style. You have to know what you are talking about and be able to have an educated conversation with someone. I also gained a lot of knowledge listening to my husband as he brews at home. It gave me the background on the basics of beer, which we all know to really know something you need to start with the basics. I’m also studying for my Cicerone exam.

Do you feel that being a woman made it harder to be taken seriously in the beer community?

I have not run into this so much and it could be the people that I surround myself with. I find a lot of people that are seriously in the beer community respect a palate and knowledge first, and gender is an afterthought. I find there are a lot more women in the beer community than people may realize. In Portland, our breweries have women in brewing or business operation positions and women that own beer bars, so I don’t think having women in power positions is that foreign.

Where do you hope the craft brewing industry goes in the future?

I love the fact that the craft brewing industry is expanding. I love having more and more options as a craft beer fan. On the other hand, I really hope that emphasis starts to shift more toward having really quality breweries, rather than pure quantity. I am scared we are heading back into the 1990’s when breweries were started based more on moneymaking opportunities rather than the love of the craft. The craft brewing industry has been built on the backs of women and men who believed in brewing as an art first and a business second.

 

“I Could Drink A Lot of These”

My blond ale ready for submission to the state fair.

State Fair season ended on Monday.  Two week of nostalgia on a stick to close out the summer.  Despite the fact that many of Minnesota’s small farms have been overtaken by large corporate farming operations, the Minnesota State Fair remains a steadfast tradition.   The days of gigantic summer squash and Lillian Colton’s crop art may be dwindling, but that hasn’t stopped us.  Not to say there aren’t real farmers out there.  But, the definition for of the word ‘farm’ has changed over the years.  Phrases like ‘Family Farm’ and ‘Urban Farm’ have leaked into our vocabulary.  Fifty years ago, every farm was a family farm.

This year, the Minnesota State Fair really came through in the craft beer department.  “The Land of 10,000 Beers” craft beer exhibit took center stage in the Agriculture/Horticulture building, giving fair goers a chance to sample flights of local beers from 20 Minnesota Breweries.  It was an immediate hit.   This year, the home brew competition received a record 680 entries from over 300 brewers.  Categories ranged from IPAs and Belgians to fruit beers and meads.  My entry fell in the Blond Ale category.

When I was a teen growing up in the suburbs of Minneapolis, competing in the state fair seemed like something better left to  4H’ers and grandmothers.  Typically unaware of my surroundings as a teenager, I had no idea that most of the state I lived in wasn’t filled with strip malls and cul-de-sacs.  It escaped me that most of Minnesota was made up of agricultural communities with main streets and Quonsets.   When I went with my parents to the state fair, the elaborate portraits of Elvis made from beans and corn and glistening rows of jeweled jellies seemed like a different world.  My mother left the farm for college and never canned a jar of string beans again.

Despite my suburban upbringing and the fact that I bought a house in the urban Victory neighborhood of Minneapolis, I seem to precipitate towards farm life.    Maybe it was visiting grandparents in South Dakota.  Maybe, listening to my Mom lovingly tell stories with her brothers and sisters.   Agriculture seems to have taken hold of me.  I’ve worked at a 19th century living history farm for years.  I’ve managed to turn most of my yard into a vegetable/perennial garden.  I have 4 fruit trees and can produce enough food on my little city lot to fill my root cellar.   Last year, I grew barley on my boulevard, just enough to brew one five gallon batch of blond ale.   And it was good.  With encouragement from my friends and a sense of irony, I submitted my beer to the fair.  It’s certainly better than Pabst, so I figured I had a chance.

Little did I know, the competition was steep.  The home brew community is alive and well in Minnesota.    My beer didn’t place in the competition this year, but I received very encouraging comments from judges.  One line scrawled on a judge’s form wrote, “I could drink a lot of this…”     I’m taking that as an invitation to compete again next year.

 

This happens a lot…

I was in Atlanta last weekend for a Phish show. I flew in Friday night and most of the other kids weren’t due to arrive until Saturday afternoon, so I was kind of on my own.

Now, Atlanta has a number of very-well-regarded beer bars, but I was by myself and didn’t want to rent a car or spend $$$ for cabs to and fro, and there wasn’t anything safely walkable from the hotel. Luckily, this hotel had a bar.

And it was all right – 5 taps, with the usual fizzy yellows but also Sweetwater 420, which was pleasant enough, if a little, well, sweet. I chatted up my fellow bar patrons and we had a good enough time swapping stories and being friendly. I told them about thishere blog thing and we talked about the local beers and a good time was being had by all.

Presently a Dude rolled up and started chatting away with me and my new friends at the bar. He asked me if he could buy me a beer and since I am not one to turn away free beer, I said “sure.”

To the bartender: “I’ll  have a Michelob Ultra Light, and she….”

Me: “… will buy her own beer. Thanks, though.”

Come on, now! If he would have ordered almost anything else in the world, I would have gladly accepted his offer to buy me a beer. But… that?  That’s not even beer! It’s basically ruined water.  And anyone who would willingly choke down one of those is no friend to me. Or beer. Or humanity.