As much as beer bloggers claim to hate the culture of exclusivity surrounding beer, when we hear we are in the vicinity of something with a “two pint limit” we flock to it like spawning salmon. It’s like this animalistic fervor takes over, only instead salmon looking for a mate, we’re absolutely salvating at the prospect of trying something new (and therefore earning a potential Untappd badge and the subsequent boasting rights to say, “Oh, that beer? Yeah. I had that.”). Don’t believe me? Look at these lines for Pliny the Younger.
I went out yesterday during the start of the storm to do really exciting things, like go to the dentist, and to fill up my growler with some Cape Cod Beer Old Man Winter. There’s something about hunkering down with some candles and a hot chocolate or a good winter warmer while the wind whips around outside, and drifts slowly cover up the windows, But when I walked out of the dentists office (still cavity-free!), I found out the governor had put the first driving ban in place since 1978, and I had an hour to drive home. This drive normally takes an hour on a good day, let alone during the start of a blizzard. So my growler went unfilled.
This post is really short because I’m actually waiting at the ER to get stitches for nearly chopping off two fingers by using a short knife on a big onion. I felt kind of bad, actually. I wanted to do something one on one and fun with my boyfriends son because we’ve both been moody lately. So I set up stuff to make our own mini pizzas together and he’s having a blast doing the sauce and cheese, then I go to slice the onions and then start screaming and dripping blood everywhere. I can’t finish the pizzas, he’s scared to go back in the kitchen despite my jokes about thinking he wanted fingers as a pizza topping, real nice family time. Anyways…
The guys over at Backlash Beer caught our attention by reaching out to us on Twitter before, but I had yet to see the beer around. So yesterday when my boyfriend came home with the telltale brown bag and pulled this out with its memorable packaging and black wax seal, I was pretty excited and being genuine when I said, “I’ve wanted to try that!” Honestly, the only thing stopping me was the slightly Myspace style branding of the beer. But I’m over it.
Groundswell, 6.4% ABV, is a Belgian style blond, it poured a little hazy with a light yellow color. This beer had no head, and the nose reminded me more of a sour style beer, unmistakably Belgian with the esters, yeast, and sweet vegetal scents…especially banana and citrus (not cloying, however, but still very strong).
More carbonation than I expected in this style beer, but the taste made up for that. It’s a Belgian style beer so the malts are very present, with a saison taste mid-sip followed by sour, fruity tastes. Like I said, vegetal. It has a surprisingly dry finish, where you can still taste the lighter malts with hints of bitterness from the hops. It also has an incredibly light mouth feel.
I’ve had it rough with trappist ales. I missed the trappist tasting once because I got called into work last minute, and once I had an expensive trappiste in my purse which somehow managed to fall out and shatter, loading my flats with glass and slicing up my feet. So I gave them one last try, and either I poured wrong (doubtful) or it just has a very large head and it managed to overflow the glass, which in a panic I put on my dinner plate so as not to wreck the table, and it also saturated my entire dinner. I swore them off.