Heineken to boost Asian growth with $4.1bn Tiger beer deal. Tiger mom, tiger beer – both kinda racist, no? [Reuters]
American Brewing Company, a draped-in-the-flag newcomer, has launched a product line and marketing campaign targeting America’s largest brewers, which just happen to be not really American anymore. I have no idea if their beers are any good – though it is hard to imagine they are worse than their targets’ – but I do know I can’t improve upon Samuel Johnson’s quip that “patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel.” [AdvertisingAge]
Guess I missed International Beer Day. Which is either one day for the world to celebrate beer (which rather seems to miss the point of daily quaffing) or one day to celebrate international beers (which misses the point that a good Belgian Quad can and should be imbibed every day). [Forbes]
I guess it does kind of burn that I missed National IPA Day too. [Philadelphia Inquirer]
Couple home brews beer for their own wedding. Seriously, fuck all those people with their choreographed Chris Brown wedding intros. This is how you do a wedding. [Omaha.com]
Beer No. 5 – St. Bernardus Abt 12
You can read a lot about what the “Abt” means, most of it wrong, not that it really matters. This is a beer that warms the cockles of the heart. Maybe, as Denis Leary suggests, below the cockles, maybe in the sub-cockle area. Maybe in the liver (10% ABV, yes please). Maybe in the kidneys (eh). Maybe even in the colon (let’s hope not), we don’t know.
STYLE: Belgian Quad
LOOK: Woody brown, with a creamy, stately head that looks like someone whipped up some cinnamon crema and dolloped it right on top. Above average lacing, but the retention is softer than expected. Massive, three-finger head. Maybe a product of the glassware? It quickly overwhelmed my pink-elephant tulip hybrid, suggesting that I should have gone with a more traditional, wide-mouth goblet.
NOSE: Baby powder, tart fruit, woody herbs. Definitely bark.
MOUTH: Apple cider, dry caramel, rose water, faint cotton candy. The starchy component seals the deal. Toast and rum cake, world class.
Beeradvocate Rating: 98
Hayward Abbey Rating: 97
Beer No. 2 – La Trappe Quadrupel
STYLE: Belgian Quad
LOOK: Deep orange, amber, minimal lacing. I expected more sticktoitness on the glass from the rich mouthfeel. Really enjoyed the way the two-finger head dissolved slowly into a foam oyster. Maybe the best part of the beer.
NOSE: Banana cream pie, hint of lemon, surprising lack of yeast. My dad grew up with and loves this banana cream pudding that’s dotted with vanilla wafers on top. Take away the processed starch and that’s pretty much what this is. Depending on your mood, you might be more inclined to inhale this beer instead of drink it.
MOUTH: Fresh from the fridge it’s all banana, all the time. You get the nuance as it warms. Candied apples, white grapes, vanilla, brown sugar, toffee, spring flowers, clove, faint smokiness. I’m expecting figs and raisins too, but don’t get any of that. Finish is distinctly banana with faint phenols. The 10% ABV is well masked. Excellent mouth feel and coating.
Beeradvocate Rating: 91
Hayward Abbey Rating: 92