It’s hard moving to a town where you don’t know anyone. As a result, when I’m not working, I’m well, drinking. But in a good way! Not in a, bottle of wine in the bathtub with the Avett Brothers playing and mascara running down my face, sort of way. I now actually have time to explore the local beer scene and focus on my homebrewing.
You won’t find any giant craft beer mega outlets in my town. All of the great beers that I have found have been from hole-in-the-wall places I’ve discovered while on an errand to buy plant food or something. The bottles are usually a little dusty and tucked in the corner behind the margarita mixers, but they’re there. And as an added suck-it to Cape Cod, I can buy beer in grocery stores!
Eventually, yes I would love to be working in a brewery or for a distributor, but in the meantime, I am fine with filling my house with the smell of malt and screaming at my boyfriend to “tell me what you think of this”, as I pass him a pint glass.
Here’s one of the first beers I had upon moving into my new place. Weyerbacher’s Old Heathen Imperial Stout pours jet black with a thin, coffee-colored head. The aroma is dark and fruity; full of raisins, roasted grains, and chocolate. A very similar taste: espresso, dark chocolate, very earthy and with a fantastic ripe fruit quality. There are some soft, slightly char aspects and some light grassy hops in sweet and roasty finish.
The 8% alc/vol is very masked. It has a silky smooth mouthfeel, low carbonation, but is a little too light-bodied for the Imperial style.
I would really like to follow Weyerbacher’s suggestion and drink this alongside a rich stew, oysters, roasted meats, and a chocolate dessert, but will have to make do with a can of chili followed by a Cadbury creme egg. Mmmm decadence.