Sunday 14 April 2013

Doncaster beer festival.

I haven't posted in a long time, which is a shame because I've enjoyed writing the few posts I've made, and I've even had a couple of things I should really have blogged about.

So when Doncaster beer festival came around, which is my local festival, I thought I'd better get back in the saddle.

Even though it is my local festival, I've never been able to attend, because of other commitments, and as I was free on the first night I thought a visit would be in order.

This year's theme was brewsters (female brewers)  a large selection of brewster brewed (around 45) beers were available, including Town Crier Stout, brewed by Alison the assistant brewster at Doncaster Brewery, this was her first beer, and I'm looking forward to her next. It was good to see women in beer championed in such a positive way.

Talking about the beer, at over 100 beers available, this wasn't the biggest festival I've seen, but the list seemed to be well thought out, with milds through to hop bomb IPAS on offer. All the beers were gravity fed, which isn't my favourite delivery method, leaving the beer a bit lifeless in my opinion, the beer was however well kept.

Overall I really enjoyed the festival, and I will try and attend next year, and I would recommend that you give it a try too.

Wednesday 23 May 2012

A very wet day in York.

In an effort to make up for the lost holiday to Wales we decided to have a tour of some of York's pubs. York is a short train journey from home, and pub crawl around the ancient city is something we have been meaning to do for a long time.

Having arrived in York early, in torrential rain, we decided a touristy walk around the streets wasn't an option, and we both felt it was a bit too early for the pub. So in a effort to stay dry and not wanting to stray too far from the York Tap, which is on the station, we headed for the National Railway Museum.  After a short but dry visit there, we head back in the rain to the York Tap, our first pub of the day.
Anyone who has visited the Sheffield Tap will feel at home here, it's much the same, but bigger, with a larger range of both cask and craft keg beers.  It's no surprise really, Pivovar Ltd own the Sheffield Tap, York Tap, Euston Tap and Pivni (another pub in York on our list).  The quality of the surroundings here are top notch, and two roaring open fires give the place a homely feel.  The bar is a large circular affair, which takes some time to walk around.  It was reasonably quiet as it was still quite  early so we staked a table near one of the open fires, and surveyed the range of beers.  Given a choice of so many beers, this took us a short while, talk about spoilt for choice!  But a we eventually chose Magic Rock Cannonball (keg) and Thornbridge Puja (cask), both were excellent, I don't however want to go into the beers in too much detail here, I want this post to be mainly about the pubs.



After the Tap, we set off further into York city, we ended up in Pivni, but we did call in a couple of places on our way there, we didn't stay in either as the beer on offer didn't inspire us.  Pivni is a small pub, on three floors with a long bar downstairs.  Casks are racked on the wall behind the bar, a space saving measure, but does also look great.  Beers on offer were either cask or keg, offering 4 cask lines, and a few more keg lines.  A wide range of bottles were also available.  The sole barman was very friendly, knowledgeable and passionate  about the products he was offering, and we had an enjoyable time chatting about the beer industry, York pubs, the weather, and coffee.  Here we had a Dupont Saison, Hawkshead Cumbrian 5 Hop and Thornbridge Bracia.  All three were great beers, but the Bracia, brewed in the smaller Thornbridge Hall brewery, really bowled us over, definitely one to look out for in the future.



Now onto The House of Trembling Madness, last time I visited York, this was a shop specialising in bottled beers, whiskeys and cigars.  It was always on my list of places to visit when in York.  Now they have shoe-horned a pub into the top floor, taking it even higher up my list.
With a name like The Trembling Madness, I already knew I would like the place before I stepped through the door.  We more than liked it, we loved it.
The way the pub is fitted around the original shop makes the bar really quirky and fun.  In the bottle shop, if you look below the wide range of bottled world beers, under the shelves, you will find the kegs and chillers for the bar upstairs.  Downstairs in the whiskey display room you will find the toilets, I cannot think of anywhere else where you are washing your hands whilst stood next to whiskey display cabinets.  On the top floor is the bar, quite a small bar, the tables are quite close together, and the bar itself is only a couple of meters or so long.  The décor has a strong taxidermy theme, but that fits the architecture and feel of the pub perfectly.
We had decided that we would eat here, the menu is "interesting" featuring Squirrel pate amongst other dishes.  We decided on the 1lb pie and mash and a Mad burger.   The menu states that they don't have a kitchen, and it's not till they start preparing the food, you realise that it means meals are all prepared behind the already very small bar!
This is no mean feat as the food is excellent!  The meat in Carolyn's pie was tender in a tasty gravy, and   the relish finished off the peppered burger lovely on my meal.
The beers we had with our meal?  A Brooklyn Brewery Sorachi Ace Saison and a Summer Wine Brewery Galico, both were served from a keg and both were faultless.
Before our next pub, we decided on a coffee, and after having it recommended in Pivni we headed back there, and yes it was a great coffee.



Then on to the Blue Bell on Fossgate.  Boy, I wish this was our local, we were instantly made welcome, and joined in the the chat as if we had been going everyday for years.  The décor is very traditional, the walls covered with notices, sponsorship forms and the general tat that you can only find in a genuine local pub, the type of stuff that pub chains try to emulate, but fail.  The bar in which we camped, would be considered small if it was a room in a house, in a public house it's tiny.  But that does make everyone interact, and I think if it was larger, the atmosphere would be worse for it.  As you would expect, the choice of beers was more limited than the other establishments we had visited, but still better than the average pub you may visit in a city centre.
Here we had a Blue Bell ale, and a Roosters Leghorn (both cask), may be we were unlucky, maybe we were spoilt, but neither of us thought the beer was particularly good.  Did it spoil the visit? Nope.  Would we go again? Yes, definitely.  It's not always about the choice or the quality of the beers, sometimes a good atmosphere can be worth a thousand craft beers.

Returning to the train station, we were fortunate enough to have just missed a train, and were "forced" to go back into the York Tap, for a couple more beers.  This time it was much busier than the morning session, in fact it was shoulder to shoulder, the feel of the place was changed, and felt more like a city night spot.  But it wasn't bad for it, just different.  My second Magic Rock, this time a Magic 8 Ball (Keg) and a Thornbridge Jaipur (cask).  Again both were served perfectly.
We had a thoroughly good day, and we are already looking forward to our next visit to York.  It would be hard to choose a best pub, they all had their individual strengths.  

Best beer of the day, the Thornbridge Bracia, a lovely rich stout, we even bought a bottle to carry home from The House of Tembling Madness.
What did stand out was the quality of the kegged beers, none disappointed, however some of the cask ones did. Something I think Camra need to really start taking note of.

Tuesday 17 April 2012

Hopping mad.

No where does it mention that it is wrong to drink beer whilst caring for sick animals (probably does somewhere, but I am choosing to not look in those places). Having a few bottles that we were saving for our Welsh holiday I took the opportunity to drown my sorrows.

Sunday we had a fine Gueuze, a Brooklyn Brewery Lager, Mikkeller Sleep Over Coffee Double IPA, and an amazing bottle of Paradox Jura from Brewdog. It was fun and made missing the holiday and shock of how quickly the cats got ill easier.

Monday was less beery, but no less extreme. You see in our suit case I had a bottle of Mikkeller 1000 IBU Ultramate. Now at what point do you drink a beer so bitter? Not with dinner, and certainly not with dessert or after really. So, whilst cooking dinner it will be (Corned Beef hash, made with home corned silverside of beef).

Pouring it, it's quite a lively beer with a orangey golden colour. And the smell, very little hops actually, but a slight but pleasant raspberry pavlova aroma, not what I was expecting. Now the taste, an initial malt sweetness lures you into a false sense of security, then the bitterness mugs you with a baseball bat, no surprises there. To put the bitterness into perspective, something like a pint of John Smiths is about 21 IBU, so at a 1000 IBU the Mikkeller is significantly more bitter, nearly 50 times in fact.  This beer is quite a low ABV at 4.9% considering it is so heavily hopped, and because of this the initial sweetness did also surprise me.

Now that bitterness gets you at the back of the throat, a little bit like bile and the hops impart a strong pine resin and ear-waxy taste, with a strong Cannabis flavour on the burp.  Sounds dreadful, but it's not.  Ultramate, is a bit of fun, it's enjoyable in the same way eating hot chilli sauce is fun.  Would I buy another, yes.  But not for awhile...


Monday 16 April 2012

No Wales, but plenty of poorly cats.

My beer themed trip to Wales is cancelled due to ill cats, they require constant care for at least three days, so I've decided to bite the bullet and create a blog in between medication.

Where it's going to lead in the future, I don't know, what ever path it takes, it will be mainly beery.  Feel free to join me, you certainly won't always agree with me, taste is very subjective, and beer quite often divides people.  If it's the way it's produced, served, drank or the way it tastes, everyone has a slightly different opinion, and everyone is right, especially me!

See you on my second post.