Monday, November 26, 2018

Black Friday!

Man oh man I got up at 245 am on Black Friday, lined up and scored a sweet new 87" LED smart TV! Sure three people ended up in the ER due to the trampling but 'murica, amirite!?!?

Oh I keed. Mostly.

I did get up at that crazy hour after hitting the sack at an early hour under the influence of multiple sleep aids. And I did line up outside of a store. In this case, it was at a Chicago chain grocery store that would be selling all eight 2018 versions of Goose Island's Bourbon County Stout at 7am. Plus, the first 48 people in line were also promised a piece of branded glassware and a very handome hard cover book entitled Grit & Grain about said beer.

I rolled up at the store at 3am, plunked my camp chair down near a buddy's propane heater and began to while the hours away. I was tenth in line so I felt confident that I'd get a bottle of each. (There are a dozen bottles to a case, though stores have been known to sell less than a full case to the general public by putting aside bottles for employees and/or top customers who have good relationships with the beer department [which often means spending a ridiculous amount of money each month on booze].)

The time passed surprisingly quickly. Lotsa jokes cracked along with the occasional rumination about just what we've become thanks to beer. We ditched our chairs when we were allowed entrance into the store when it opened at 6 but reminded that sales would begin at 7 so we huddled up in the frozen food aisle, appropriately enough. We received our free glass and book while waiting. It turned out that among the handful of people ahead of my group in line were someone I'd been in line near at Half Acre and Revolution the previous Friday (those five-and-a-half hours in line were like dress rehearsal for Black Friday) and the brother of another beer bud. (Said bud struck gold at the store he went to, which literally had dozens of cases of most of the Bourbon County variants and ultimately sold them by the case just to get them out of there.)

Anyway, the buys were made and off we went to a liquor store that was opening at 9am. I laughed as we each got into our own car, like the way the boys went out on the town in the film Swingers.

As an example of how word gets out about places, in 2017 I arrived at this particular liquor store after going to a 7am grocery store and ended up being among the top 10 in line. (Amusing moment from last year: when I arrived at this store someone ahead of me told me he was holding spots for two guys who had gone out for food. I was cool about that; beer line etiquette permits the occasional biological break. However, when these two guys arrived and handed the guy ahead of me a bottle of Bourbon County Stout I decreed that you don't get to have a spot held in a beer line so you can go buy beer elsewhere and the crowd concurred with me.) This year, though, we were around 40th. We knew we'd miss out on Prop (the store had mentioned on social media that only 19 bottles would be available) and the "vintage" bottles but felt good about our chance of getting everything else. Things went smoothly enough and my crew was done there around 930, though my right leg felt dead by the time I limped back to my car to head out for breakfast.

Am I in this line? I AM IN THIS LINE!

And so we went from buyers to drinkers with our arrival at an area Tex-Mex/BBQ place that had several Bourbon County variants on draft. I enjoyed an 11-ounce pour of both the Vanilla and Midnight Orange versions, cuveeing the final few ounces of each to make a creamsicle. (Between these two versions of the beer and the super-chocolate-heavy Prop variant people have been mixing these brews in all sorts of ways.) I also bought a pour of the regular and drank about half of it in order to get a "free" Bourbon County glass that was different from the one the grocery store gave out and had a sip of a bud's Coffee Barleywine. All of this went well with the breakfast grilled cheese, which featured a fried egg and bacon.

And on that note I headed home around 11am and took a nap with a belly full of booze and a pair of dogs. I needed the rest, as I was due in the city by 5pm at the Goose Island Clybourn Brewhouse for a tasting of all eight 2018 Bourbon County brews. My beer bestie and I made it there by 4, when they were tapping Prop so we had to have a pour each of that and split a pour of Reserve with some cheese curds.

The scheduled tasting was decidedly enjoyable. I'd done it once before, in 2015 (the year most of the beer was recalled due to an infection issue), and this was theoretically a better value as we received 8 pours in addition to four small accompanying food items (two savory, two sweet). Tasting them all at the same time and at close to room temperature let the flavors in each of the beers pop. Goose Island brewers talked us through each beer, which was nice, and took questions from we attendees.

As a bonus, someone who was supposed to be seated two chairs from me didn't make it so we bogarted those pours. The sole negative was that even though the sessions were spaced two hours apart we only got one hour in the room, making for a somewhat rushed experience. And a nice bonus was that all attendees received a Speilgau branded BCBS 2018 glass and a bottle of Prop, accounting for nearly half of the ticket price. (People like to complain about the price of this event. I appreciate the opportunity to sample them all in a chill atmosphere.)

FWIW, my personal rankings of the 2018 BCBS offerings is as follows:

  1. Vanilla
  2. Proprietor's Reserve
  3. Knob Creek Reserve
  4. Midnight Orange
  5. Regular
  6. Coffee Barleywine
  7. Wheatwine
  8. Bramble Rye
This is my "Yuck, Bramble!" face.
And finally, I have very few "ins" at any bottle shops despite spending a silly amount of money each month on beer, in part because I frequent more than half a dozen different stores. But I was very happy that my humble reachout for bottles to a store I'd go to a lot more often if only it were closer yielded me a few variant bottles. Add in a few trades I made over the weekend, and I ended the holiday weekend with the goodies pictured below....


My 2018 Bourbon County "kill shot," pending additional trades for Prop and Vanilla
If you, too, were in on the hunt I hope it was all that you hoped for. Prost!

Sunday, November 18, 2018

The week or so in review: November 10-16




I can haz beer!

So. Much. Beer.

It's stout season. I live in Chicago. There will be some great, great beer drank. And over the past week, there was.

A delight
The week began with a November 10 tapping of Mornin' Delight over at Bavarian Lodge (one of Chicagoland's finest beer destinations, with some fairly good German food to boot). As you likely know, Mornin' Delight is a highly sought after imperial stout with maple and coffee from Toppling Goliath Brewing. It's decidedly delicious. And scarce -- the annual release sees people from all over the Midwest (and beyond) descend upon tiny Decorah, Iowa, to get the bottles they "won" in a frenzied online sale that sells out in seconds. Now that Chicago gets full distribution of TG brews we also get the occasional sixtel of their rare beers as well.

My #SomewhatProperGlassware
Anyway, after an hour in line waiting for the Lodge to open my bestest beer friend and I each snagged two pours of this elixir. Being a complete dork, I brought my own fairly proper glassware as well. It was as good as we remembered from our two previous times enjoying the beer. No complaints. (Except that the pours kicked after 20 minutes, but that was hardly surprising. And we each got 14 ounces of the beer so again...no complaints.)

As for tasting notes, I'll go with...YUM.

And to then hit another local place to enjoy pours of Bourbon County Prop '16 and Reserve '17? It almost turned Saturday into Shatterday!

A BA blowout
Onward to Monday, November 12 and the annual BA Blowout at Binny's flagship store in Lincoln Park. More than 50 beers were offered along with pizza for a $40 ticket that got you some 'za and "10" beers. (Snicker snicker. Pretty much no one asks for tickets.)

Among other things, the event served as a coming-out party for Casey Brewing & Blending in the Chicago market. I don't know how much of their fruited sour deliciousness we will get in this market, but something is better than nothing, dig?

As always it was a great event, and I caught up with a dozen or so fellow scenesters during it. Top pours for me included Cognac Jones Dog from Pipeworks, Firestone-Walker's Coconut Rye Parabola (I'm a coconut slut TBH), Toppling Goliath's Term-Oil 18-AQuadruple Barrel Big Bad Baptist from Epic Brewing (did I mention that I like coconut stouts?), and a pair of Bourbon County Brand Stouts, Rare 2015 and Proprietor's Reserve 2017 (I like me some cinnamon, too!). I also got vaguely creative at one point, mixing the Parabola and the Prop in an attempt to capture the delicious coconut-cinnamon combo that made Prop '14 so amazing. The bananas introduced a bit of a curveball, but as cuvees go it was decidedly worthy.



It being a Monday and all I tapped out a bit early while my designated drinker (you read that right; I drove) continued to enjoy the brews and the company of our fellow beer nerdz. All in all it was a great value and a very enjoyable three-hour event.

MikerFoBAB
I continued the weeklong assault on my liver November 14 with a trip to Elk Grove Village, Illinois's, Mikerphone Brewing for Session 1 of its first-ever MikerFoBAB, a "warmup" event for the legendary Festival of Wood and Barrel-Aged Beer that takes place in Chicago each November.



Prior to the event there was some disappointment when the brewery released a super-baller tap list but said not all beers would be served at all sessions. (There were four separate two-hour sessions throughout the day; mine began at noon.) There was even more disappointment when only 10 beers were being offered upon arrival, and the people pouring beers seemed to think that only those 10 would be served. Fortunately, Mike and Company switched things up a bit and we all got to sample more of the hypey stuff that brought us there.

Those who know me may be shocked to learn that my favorite new (to me) beer at the fest was Sheck from Horus Aged Ales. I have no idea what Chokeberries are but they made for a delicious tart beer. Other faves included Karma Rainbow from More, which saw the brewery's Karma stout get the neapolitan treatment to delicious effect; Cigar City's Xquic (basically Huna aged with maple) and Bottle Logic's delicious Fundamental Observation barrel-aged vanilla stout, which went on to be named "best in show" at FoBAB a few days later.

Nice job by the Mikerphone team and I hope to win the lottery for their second annual event next year.

Oh, and I'm also excited to try the collaborations Mikerphone brewed while these out of towners were here this week.

And the snack and pour I had afterwards at More Brewing Company were great.



Five-and-a-half hours in line for the love of beer
Friday, November 16 gave me some good practice for Black Friday as I hit not one but two releases at a pair of Chicago's best breweries. Around 930am I got in line at Half Acre for their third release of Benthic, a barrel-aged stout with coconut (you may not know this, but I like coconut) and coffee that has been a favorite of mine the past two winters. New this year were a pair of variant versions, Double Dose (with twice the adjuncts) and Double Barrel (aged in bourbon and apple brandy barrels, then hit with coconut and cinnamon).

On the way over I'd called my friend who was already in line and he'd told me that someone was writing numbers on people's hands in order to prevent cutting. When I got to the line this guy had just done his final number (276), which theoretically meant everyone up to #276 would receive the full allotment of 3 regular Benthics, 2 Double Doses and 1 Double Barrel.

Of course, because it's beer and people are jerks the Double Doses were gone quite a way ahead of me when I got into the bottle shop at 1pm. (Sale started at 11. Half Acre is known more for its great beer and food than its ability to move lines along, in part because they only do two major releases annually for which people line up.) Imagine; people cut the line! (More gallingly, I later heard some people made their buys and then cut the line. Who lets people get away with cutting? Cowards and assholes, that's who!)

So I had to "settle" for 3 regular bottles and 1 Double Barrel. #FWP

My legs were weak after all of that time in line (I broke an ankle a few years ago and that leg doesn't enjoy standing for hours on end) but I was happy enough, since I'd also lucked into a prebuy allotment courtesy of my bestest friend that required me to drive to the other Half Acre facility. I may have even gone back to the Lincoln brewery to snag three more regular bottles after the lineup portion of the sale had ended; people do all kinds of crazy things.

I then made my way a few miles southwest of Half Acre to Revolution Brewing for the release of Deth's Tar (barrel-aged stout), Cafe Deth (BA stout with Dark Matter coffee added) and Deth by Currants. (The latter is a BA stout with currants, which was surprisingly tasty -- I'm picky about what fruits go in my stouts. You may not know this, but coconut is a delicious fruit that goes well in stouts.)

The line was crazy long when I arrived at Rev one hour before the sale began; I estimated at least 300 people were ahead of me. But Rev really knows how to move a line; with six POS terminals going and someone picking orders at each terminal they literally average around six sales per minute. So two pleasant hours in line spent chatting with my bud Jeb (second time in a row I've arrived at a Rev release just as a bud has, which makes the time in line go a lot faster) and other folk and I was out of there with 20 cans of barrel-aged amazingness.

Speaking of two hours, that's how long it took me to drive 20 miles or so in rush hour traffic to my next destination....

Fuck FoBAB bottle share
I attended FoBAB each year from 2012-2015. Each year it grew more crowded, and in 2014 it moved to the UIC Forum which, in theory, would be a more pleasant experience because it was so much bigger than the previous venue and more accessible via mass transit. But 2015 was a sloppy shit show of barrel-aged farts and a fair bit of assholish behavior by attendees. (And by me; it was the drunkest I've ever gotten in public since college.)

Anyway, last year the event organizers effectively doubled the admission price for the event, which led one of my best beer buds to host a really nice barrel-aged bottle share on the same weekend. And so we did it again this year. A dozen chill folk and a lot of great beers.

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The Fuck FoBAB kill shot

Just about everything we drank was great. Two-ounce pours are a really nice way to sample a wide range of beers without getting sloppy drunk. We mostly had stouts, with a few sours and one really gross barleywine that I brought. (Full disclosure: I had no idea that it would suck.)

We didn't have any megawhalez, but just about everything was pretty damned good. My favorites included all three Revolution cans that I'd just picked up at the brewery, Double Barrel Vanilla Imperial Milk Porter by Cigar City, Cycle's Rare DOS Blended, BA Cherry Truffle Abduction from Pipeworks (cherries, while not as delicious as coconut, are also my jam) and a sour, Pulling Nails (Blend 7) from Side Project Brewing.

While the beers were great, the company was even better. It's hard to get a bunch of middle-aged folk together on the reg, so I was glad so many of the invitees were able to make it.

The madness continues
While this was truly a fun week of beer, there's plenty more fun to come. Black Friday will see me camping out for Bourbon County Stout, then drinking some of it, then heading into the city for a sweet event at which I'll drink some more of it and then hopefully making it to a bud's for still more sipping. We'll probably do similar things the rest of the weekend. It's stout season, and it's a hell of a fun time!