When all those folks gathered at Donny's Bar and Grill on October 25 for the First Annual Mid-Autumn Night's Decadent Dangerous Craft Beer Festival, one of the best things was that Beer Musketeer Glenn landed on the patio hours before others.
You see, Glenn and I have a ton of history. We met at Journalism School a million years ago, were room-mates while working on some back-water Northern Ontario newspaper (I can't even remember what the town's name was because I did one of those clever mind-wipe things where I learn new stuff and it pushes older, nastier stuff out of my brain) and for a good stretch there, we worked freelance at the same magazines east of Toronto (his turf, not mine).
Most of those magazines, owned by some big chain, were as boring as hell, as I'm sure Glenn would admit as well. Business crap, mostly - "fluffy bunny" stories where you held your nose to avoid the stench and took the cheque. If you asked me what stories the pair of us wrote a decade ago, I'd be surprised if either of us could remember. But there was one magazine, Joe, that we both enjoyed writing for.
But every time Glenn and I get together, he always brings up the one story I wrote for Joe that was actually requested by the female editor. And *heavy sigh* that would be the one on erectile dysfunction.
At the 2013 Toronto Comic Con. I know you're thinking, "Holy crap, is that Glenn with Hugh Jackman??" No, it's just me... bearing my claws... Understandable. The resemblance is uncanny. |
But I came here not to bury Caesar (that would be Glenn) but to praise him for the beers he smuggled from the United States to Canada on the very day of the Mid Autumn Night's Decadent Dangerous Craft Beer Festival. Stone Brewing out of Escondido, California is pretty much neck-and-neck with Rogue Spirits and Ales out of Newport, Oregon as my favourite American craft brewers. And Glenn knows my Achille's Heel. Bastardo!!!
Is this Ruination Double IPA on steroids, as Stone claims? No, Ruination Double IPA on steroids is still Ruination. Yes, it's that good. However, this is a damn fine variation on it... |
Now, here's where I got a little, well, sketchy. Glenn was still at Donny's Bar and Grill the following morning after the Craft Beer Fest. Even after I brought my boy home from a swim meet in the early afternoon, he was still on my couch.
Stone's 18 Anniversary IPA is, well, 18 'till I die good! As Glenn and I have noted, they can brew no wrong! |
So I was left with a few Ruination Double IPAs (my next wife as soon as they legalize man-beer weddings), as well as a few other trinkets like the Stone Ruin 10 IIPA. This beer bills itself as Stone Ruination IIPA on steroids? Is it? Oh hellz no. You do not beat Ruination. You sit in the seat beside it and be thankful you're finally allowed at the adult table. That said, this is almost as perfect a beer as Ruination. First brewed in 2012 to celebrate Ruination's 10th anniversary, the beer certainly carries a bigger stick at 10.8% and 100 IBUs but honestly, you get to a certain point where even your tastebuds are screaming, "Yes, it's excellent! They're all excellent!!!"
Sierra Nevada Pale Ale, brewed out of Chico, California, (well, that's close to Nevada, I suppose) is one of the stronger pale ales I've had recently which says something |
Okay, enough throwing of Stones... let's look at what else was in my gift-bag. Ah yes, Three Heads Brewery out of Rochester, New York. gave me my first ever triple IPA with their Tre Kind. So what's a triple IPA like? Well, a lot like Stone's double IPAs... except not quite as good.
I was praying at least one of my friends would get dressed up on Halloween as Groot from Guardians of the Galaxy. My old pal, Dan The Man, stepped up and created this costume on his own!!! |
And finally, let's drag me kicking and screaming away from all these IPAs with a Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. Weighing in at 5.6% and 37 IBU, it was almost a relief to drink this after the punishment my tastebuds got with all those double and triple IPAs. I love a good pale ale and this is one of the best I've encountered in my travels. The Cascade hops (citrusy) are strong in the aroma, lightly floral and mildly spiced on the tongue. Winnah, winnah, chicken dinner! A very nice brew.
Okay, I gotta wrap this up because it's taken me days to write this. Autumn in Canada is a very distracting time because it's my favourite season - the leaves changing colour, the brisk air, the ladies in much-appreciated slutty Hallloween costumes. It's all good. But that, in a nutshell, was the Craft Beer Alcoholocaust that Glenn smuggled back to Canada in his smelly-ass car trunk.
Next up, what Sandi brought me from Quebec, La Belle Province (that's French for pretty or smokin' hot... or something) and so many others that I don't know where to begin. But hey, guys and dolls, that's it, that's all and I am outta here!!! Until next time, I remain, as always...
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