When Blogs Collide: H.O.T. Dog and Hot Knives

Last night I went to an awesome beer tasting at Library Bar, hosted by Beer Chick Christina Perozzi. I will eventually write up a report on the night’s events, right after I finish my post on the Saint Arnold’s brewery tour.

Library bar

The highlight of the evening was meeting Evan and Alex of Hot Knives, the preeminent beer bloggers of LA. They also blog about food and cooking, and occasionally work beer into their recipes. How about some Levitation flapjacks or Stone-inspired ice cream? Come to think of it, I could go for a chocolate stout float right about now.

These guys are a great inspiration for a blossoming beer blogger like myself. They tell great stories and aren’t afraid to shit all over the Beer Establishment. Ever tried a Velveeta quesadilla right after a beer bong? (Further reading: In the Busch with A-B’s Specialty Beers)

On occasion they are known to wear bucket hats and yellow shades while speaking through clenched teeth and smoking from cigarette holders as they use their press credentials to gain entry to the biggest wine convention this side of the Mississippi. (Furthur reading: Food and Wining in Los Angeles)

If you’ve clicked all these links and still haven’t got enough Knives, you will also enjoy their Reverse Sideways trip to the Stone Brewery last December.

Wörtwurst, dry your eyes. My man-crush has officially transfered. Deal with it.

Dave with Hot Knives

Field Trip to Saint Arnold’s

Saint Arnold’s Summer Pils

After reading Ted-o’s fantastic Session post about Cask Elissa at the Gingerman, and seeing how I don’t have anything better to do tomorrow than make a field trip to Houston, I’ve decided to head up to the Saint Arnold’s for their weekly brewery tour. And what better time to visit, since tomorrow is their 13th anniversary. Which I guess is like the equivalent of reaching your freshman year in college! That makes it all the more spectacular!

My cousin Andrew is a fan of their Lawnmower beer, which I haven’t tried yet. I have been busy sucking down their hippie-labeled Summer Pils (above). We almost bought Lawnmower this evening, but opted for some Shiner Kölsch instead (background). What the hell, I’ll get to try it tomorrow straight from the horse’s mouth. It’ll prolly taste better there anyways.

Too bad the liquor laws in Texas are so effed up. Did you know you can’t buy beer (or any alcohol) after 12am?? And all liquor stores close at 9pm. So between 9 and midnight, you have to get beer at gas stations or grocery stores. And usually their selection looks like this:

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But that’s not even the worst part. Microbreweries like Saint Arnold’s can’t even sell beer direct to the public. In fact, a whole blog has been set up to address this subject. Even West Coast beer luminaries like Greg Koch have spoken up about it. (Via St. Arnold’s Goes to Austin)

“For beer enthusiasts, making the connection between the beer and the place where the beer is brewed is very important. Could you imagine going to your local baker and not being able to buy the bread they made there?”

No, Greg, I can’t imagine it. Because there’s nothing like getting fresh bread straight from the baker. When will Texas lawmakers figure out the same goes for beer? It’s times like these when I feel motivated to implore beer drinkers to support their local breweries.

Nonetheless, I am still feeling giddy for the 1pm brewery tour mañana! Time for bed so I can rest up for the big day. Nos vemos.

Texas: The Land of Beer Coozies

Beer Coozies

This week I am visiting family in Galveston, Texas, an island about half an hour outside of Houston. There’s not much else to do here besides drink beer and hang out on the beach, so I should be reporting back with tales of local microbrews and any fine drinking establishments I happen across.

So far I’ve picked up sixers of Saint Arnold Summer Pils and Shiner Blonde. Strangely enough, I still haven’t put up my review of the almost ubiquitous Shiner Bock, so maybe I’ll get around to that this week.

This is my first time being in Galveston since I’ve been 21, so now I have a reason to go to the Strand besides my favorite Army/Navy Surplus Store, Colonel Bubbies. Interesting side note: the first bar I ever went to in my life was Fitzpatrick’s. I was 14 years old and my cousin Claire got married. The wedding party was staying at the hotel across the street, and me and a couple of my cousins snuck in and got absolutely hammered after the rehearsal dinner. Man Texas is great.

Also, since the last time I’ve been here, they’ve opened up a new Schlitterbahn, a German-themed water park which is pretty much the greatest thing ever. Home of the world’s first uphill water slide. We used to go to the original in New Braunfels every year, but it’s been at least 10 years since we’ve had our family reunions there. I’ve got to go back there some day and do some innertube beer drinking on the Guadalupe. I wonder if they still do bungee jumping over the river?

Baby Got Bock

The Session: Craftsman Triple White Sage is at Father’s Office

(This month’s theme: Local breweries. For the full Session roundup, go to Gastronomic Fight Club)

SessionAfter much hype, and a lot of patience on my part, I was pleasantly surprised to see Craftsman Triple White Sage on tap at Father’s Office last night. I have been a fan of Craftsman ever since I turned 21 and started going there. Before my coming of legal age, I had never heard of Craftsman, probably because they don’t bottle it (a revelation I came across a couple of weeks ago).

Craftsman is, without a doubt, LA’s claim to craft beer fame. Mark Jilg has been brewing in Pasadena since 1995, but has kept the production scale small to maintain quality. According to his interview with LAist last month, Mark (and his 2 full time employees) produce about 2400 half-barrel kegs in a year. They make, sell, and distribute it themselves, oftentimes filling kegs and delivering their beer within 24 hours of receiving the order. Distribution-wise, they are mostly in LA, but can be found in San Diego and Santa Barbara.

The Heavenly Hefeweizen was their first beer I ever tried, and this was back when FO still offered beer by the pitcher. They stopped doing pitchers though, something about how pouring that much beer back and forth over-agitates the beer, and by the time you get to the end of the pitcher, the beer’s not the same. Sounds logical enough, I’ll take their word for it. Even so, wouldn’t it be awesome to still be able to order a pitcher of Great White?

While we’re on the subject of Father’s Office, be sure to check out Food and Wine’s interview with Sang Yoon (via Appellation Beer).

Craftsman can be found all over town; Father’s, the Otheroom, Weiland, Library Bar, The Village Idiot, Third Stop. Susan of Immaeatchu had a glass of Triple White Sage last year at Lucques on Melrose. (Photo credit: Immaeatchu: Saturday Lunch at Lucques)

Triple White Sage

I didn’t take any notes on this beer, so the review will be a bit skimpy. Sometimes you just want to drink a beer and not have to analyze it. It also gives me reason to go back for more.

First off, I must disclose I’ve always loved the smell of sage. Smell is the sense that is most linked to memory, right? So for me, as I’m raising the glass towards my lips, I immediately think of hiking in the Santa Monica mountains, camping trips, and my incense and sage burning phase in middle school. It’s always nice when a beer “brings you back.”

Have you ever had a Pyramid Apricot Weizen? You know how ridiculously apricotty it smells? Well, Triple White Sage is just as fragrant, sage-wise, but without being overpowering or artificial. It’s crisp, and surprisingly mellow for a beer that’s 9%. The sweet and light tastes of sage mask the high alcohol content quite nicely. Read some of the glowing reviews on BeerAdvocate for more on how amazing this beer is.

This is a very special beer that I recommend to anyone. Father’s is charging $7.50 per glass, and sometimes it’s hard to justify paying that much, but in this case, it’s worth every penny.

  • Appearance: 2.5/3
  • Aroma: 11/12
  • Palate: 4/5
  • Flavor: 19/20
  • Overall: 9.5/10

Rating: 4.6

Mr. Dave Goes to BevMo!

I’ve always been a bit wary of stepping foot inside of BevMo! First of all, they seem like an evil franchise, like the Wal Mart of booze or something. On top of that, I’ve become wary of exclamation points after my negative experience with Eureka! Amber. But somehow the stars aligned that day, and I gave it a go.

I had just come back from the Bicycle Casino, where my friend Sean Bill* and I destroyed the competition at our single-table sit-n-go tourney. This is important to the story, so that you know I had a wad of cash burning a hole in my pocket. Because I don’t want you to think I go and drop $45 dollars on beer on a regular basis. Usually it’s never more than $10. But when you’re at a place like this that’s at least a 30-minute drive from home, sometimes you need to stock up on beers you don’t see that often.

For the first ten minutes, I didn’t touch a thing. Just did a cursory examination to inspect their selection and variety. If I had been better prepared I would’ve had the digital camera with me to document their inventory. They’ve got two big racks of unrefrigerated beer, and one long row of freezers, making two and a half aisles of beer. They do a great job organizing by country of origin, which is kind of neat. Like a United Nations of beer, all sitting around with a little placards in front of them that say what country they’re from.

I picked up a couple bottles of Bear Republic that I don’t see too often, the Big Black Stout and their Red Rocket Ale, both selling for $2.99. I had never seen Lost Coast’s 8-Ball Stout ($3.49) before, and seeing as how I’m a big fan of their Great White, I thought I’d give it a go.

Then I thought I would go for some more expensive beers, figuring I would get a better deal. Avery’s The Reverend and Anderson Valley’s Brother David Triple both set me back $4.99, and so did a 750mL bottle of Jacobsen Saaz Blonde. The bottle is very distinctive, I had seen it before at The Farms where it was selling for $8, so I had to get it.

Also in my basket were a couple of organic beers, Santa Cruz Mountain’s Organic Dread Brown Ale, and Mateveza, a California-made pale ale infused with yerba mate. The label caught my attention, it had a gourd and bombilla sitting on top of a map of South America. Who would put yerba mate in beer? I’m betting dollars to donuts that the guy behind this is Argentinian. Seemed strange enough that I couldn’t not give it a try. Both of these beers were just under $4.

Lastly, I picked up some Aecht Schlenkerla Rauchbier Marzen for $4.39. I must admit, I bought it solely based on it’s badass label, but when I looked it up on Beer Advocate, I realized what a great beer I had picked. Reviews will come eventually.

Overall, there are way too many beers to list. They really shine with their selection of craft beers. Most of the 22oz. bottles are unrefrigerated, while most of what’s kept cold is in six packs. You can NOT break up six packs, which is always a real disappointment. But if you’re looking to try something new, BevMo! is a great resource. Too bad its in a huge shopping center with a Target and a Best Buy. If you’re lucky, you can snag a meter across the street or around the corner on La Brea.

Also, if you’re in the area, it’s worth stopping by the Formosa Cafe or Jones if you’ve never been there before. They’re not good places for beer, but fun bars nevertheless.

BevMo!

BevMo! Beverages & More
7100 Santa Monica Blvd.
West Hollywood, CA 90046
(323) 882-6971

* Name has been changed to protect the innocent. He ditched work that day to play cards. What a swell guy.

Weiland Brewery Restaurant

Weiland Brewery RestaurantA few weeks ago, my neighbor Brad and I went downtown for some French Dips at Philippe’s. It’s right by Union Station, and it’s been around forever. They claim to have invented the French Dip, which seems a bit dubious, but it tastes so good that I’m not going to argue (the bleu cheese is a highly recommended addition).

After gorging ourselves on sandwiches and potato salad, we griped about how we hardly have any reasons to go downtown. Dodger Stadium, Staples Center, MOMA, and the occasional balloon of black-tar heroin are the only reasons I ever have to make the journey.

But not any more.

Weiland’s is fan-freakin-tastic. I just wish it was a little closer to home. Nine beers on tap, and around 40 bottles. Happy Hour is from 3 – 7, and then again from 10 to closing, where draft beers are only $2.50 (!!). One of the taps was dedicated to an Irish stout, Murphy’s I think. Then they had 3 house beers represented, an Amber, a Honey Blonde, and an IPA.

I was in the mood for an amber, but I was torn between two of the other selections on tap: Craftsman Cabernale and Allagash White. Lucky for me and Brad, we were the only people sitting at the bar, so Ryan the bartender indulged us and poured us samples of both (when we first arrived, we asked if they did samples, and were answered with an emphatic “no”).

In addition to their taps, they have close to 40 bottles on hand; 3 Chimays, 2 Allagashes, Ommegang Hennipen and Three Philosophers, Young Double Chocolate Stout, Moretti La Rossa, McEwans, The Reverend, Humboldt Hemp Ale, Fischer Amber, Flying Horse, Chambly, Tsingtao, and Singha, to name a few.

Top that off with an awesome jukebox that had about 40 credits sitting in it, and we have a great reason to come downtown.

WEILAND BREWERY
400 E 1st Street
Los Angeles 90012
213-680-2881

Moretti La Rossa Doppio Malto

Birra Moretti La Rossa Doppio Malto

I picked up a bottle of Moretti’s Doppelbock while I was getting a Godmother at Bay Cities. I used to drink their pale lager every once in a while with a college friend who had studied abroad in Italy.

She used to drink it at the bars there, surrounded by old, mustachioed Italians who looked exactly like the guy on the label. This isn’t too surprising, considering their logo was meant to capture the essence of the Italian Everyman. Sort of like the Italian version of Bud Man or Barry Duffman.

From Birra Moretti’s website:

One day Commander Leo Menazzi Moretti saw a nice, moustached, old gentleman sitting at a table in the Boschetti Restaurant in Tricesimo (Udine). Commander Moretti believed that it was this old gentleman who embodied the character and personality of the actual beer – genuine, traditional and authentic. Commander Moretti didn’t let the opportunity slip but approached the gentleman and asked his permission to take a photo of the man drinking Birra Moretti. When asked what he wanted as a reward the gentleman replied “Cal mi dedi di bevi, mi baste” which in friulano dialect means, “a glass of what I am drinking, is sufficient for me”. They took the photo and it was later published just after the turbulent period of World War 2.

Over the years, the old gentleman or Mr. Moretti, as he is now known, has been played by a variety of actors and later in the 1970’s the famous designer, Bruno Bozzetto, produced a series of cartoons that used Mr. Moretti and his faithful tankard of Birra Moretti. Finally in 2000 Mr. Moretti came to life with a new advertising campaign where he is surrounded by expert contributors to the secret behind the quality and tradition that is Birra Moretti. Today, Mr. Moretti is played by the famous actor Orso Maria Guerrini.

La Rossa pours a nutty amber brown. Sweet, caramelly malt smell and a bit bready. I did a great job pouring, an inch of head settled down to a thin film that perfectly covered the murky brown beer. Nice taste, malty and nutty. Tastes better cold.

  • Appearance: 2.5/3Birra Moretti La Rossa Doppio Malto
  • Aroma: 8.5/12
  • Palate: 3/5
  • Flavor: 15/20
  • Overall: 7/10

Rating: 3.6