Sour Session 9

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At first glance you may think this is some sort of cynics group but nothing could be father from the truth. Rather it is an event that The Church Key in DC holds every year to rejoice in sour beer from all over the world. Somehow this bar has it’s hands deep in the pockets of importers as they had a sixtel of Fou Foune on tap, the rare sour from Europe. And not only did they have that but also a decent smattering of sours from all over america as well. This included #mrsproperpour’s favorite sour, Sour In The Rye by The Bruery.

Not only was there a plethora of sour beer but, for us longing to partake of the experience, a scorecard so you could remember what beers you drank! Its like keeping score at a baseball game (yes, nerdy I know but I love baseball).

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All in all there were too many beers to highlight but the Fou Foune was by far the most delicious and exciting that we had. Till next time!

Pour Proper my friends…

Curve Your Life Path for Cuvee Des Jacobins

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This now will be the third advent of heaven upon my lips with Cuvee Des Jacobins visiting me. This beer, as for sour beer, is the best on the market. It does not get better than this sour ale. With sweet strawberry and cherry notes this sour ale will grind your stomach into submission and leave you dead on the floor wanting more. Those monks in belgium sure know what they are doing when it comes to great beer. And if I have not already mentioned this, sour ales are the pill to be swallowed for wine drinkers to enter into the craft beer world. Love this beer…beg, borrow, and steal for it!

Until next time, Pour Proper my friends….

Taking Back the Old and Making it New

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Often the smells and bells of California call me back, and I return to my native land. On all such trips when with friends I always ask, “What local beer do you all (catch that?) have?” And my friend Emmett was quick to point me to Ruhstaller.

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Ruhstaller was the largest brewery west of the Mississippi before prohibition. After prohibition ran it into the ground it was bought by Budweiser and they henceforth shut it down. But they only bought the rights to Ruhstallers not Ruhstaller. And in lieu of this historic brewery calling from the land of Sierra Nevada Brewery some gents decided that it was time for Sacramento to have Ruhstaller back in our era of craft beer renaissance. And these gentlemen have decided to use all fresh California products to create their historic synthesis of beers.

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The aesthetics at Ruhstaller are very austere and simple reflecting the life of a farmer and his straightforward and quiet life. And in a world fully of people trying to be like Miley Cyrus this is a welcome relief. A real, genuine, welcome relief, just like their good beer. It is real, genuine, and welcome in this world of over saturation to have something simple, strong, and sure.

Over the course of a fall afternoon we imbibed three of their beers: 1881 Red Ale, California Blonde Ale, and the California Tripel. These beers bleed out themes of John Stienbecks Grapes of Wrath with tastes and aromas calling forth themes from modern art to simple canvas.

If your fingers happen to be dancing to clasp a glass bottle and you come across this beer, be sure to grab it for you will not be let down but taken like the wind through the beauty of the American dream.

Until next time, pour proper my friends…

Mad Tree Brewing: Happy Amber and Gnarly Brown

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Mad Tree Brewing revolutionized brewing in the Cincinnati area by their cans. They were the first brewing company to bring cans to the Queen City. And their so underground they dont even have a functional website. So check their facebook for updates and beer dinners that they are hosting weekly.

We recently had our best friends move to the Queen City and after a few internet searches I realized that Mad Tree was where it was at for brewing in the queen city. And after a few more hours I had also discovered more craft beer than all my friends. And after this interview that stole my heart over at Queen City Fresh with Kenny Mcnutt of Mad Tree I knew where and what I had to drink.

But woefully the only remnants of Mad Tree that I was able to find were one can of Happy Amber and one of Gnarly brown. And the biggest mistake I made was waiting to drink them. For a small out of the way Midwest city the guys at Mad Tree have crossed styles and used classics to create unique beers that are easily becoming my favorites. Now for a quick rundown on the ones I tried:

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Happy Amber: This beer has the punch of a pale ale with the smoothness of an amber. The copper tones made me salivate like setting a dog before a steak. This beer is something I would buy in the 12 pack.

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Gnarly Brown: Brown may be an underestimate because this beer poured black, tasted like burnt coffee, and rolled into my mouth with the pretentiousness of an imperial porter. Loved it. They crossed the nuttiness of a brown with the roastiness of a porter and came out with a winner.

Curvey Curieux

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This beer has the straight up curves of a good women with the snap of her tongue. Lets keep this short and sweet it slides into your mouth like the sweet words of a women you love and then snaps you straight like her conscience in a dark time.

Vanilla tones masked in bourbon drift up from the first smell and the first sip. The intro comes bekoncing upon the color of a golden goodness of a belgian triple. And then after a silky intro the belgian yeast does its job and lets you know what it is and why it is there with the spice of life seizing your tongue and holding it hostage. And then with the swallow the carbonation releases you back into your life like the air of a first breath from the bottom of a pool and you start the process over.

Enjoy this beer for the contrast, for the taste, for the smoothness, for the craft.

Belgian Beer in the Land of Tea

This is a great article on something that #america has yet to understand: craft beer outside of #america. Yes it exists and thrives in small beautiful communities.

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La SalamandreIt is a truth universally acknowledged – in Wan Chai, at any rate – that a single man walking down Lockhart Road at night-time must be in want of a nice Filipina lady friend to be the Suzie Wong to his Robert Lomax. Hong Kong’s most persistent mama-sans will tug at your sleeve, trying to persuade you into their lap-dancing bars, where smiling young women from Manila or Luzon (so I am told) will attempt to get you to buy them drinks, at HK$300 – £25 – a time.

But while the image many people have of Hong Kong’s bar scene is probably based on Wan Chai’s pole-dancing clubs and places like the Old China Hand, where homesick expats can watch Six Nations rugby while washing down a full English breakfast with a pint of Stella, in fact the former colony’s drinking places are far more diverse and, sometimes…

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