That said, the story of Curtis and Nichole is of a much more golden hue. Despite the fact we had been Twitter buds for a while, I only first met Curtis during our April Brew Crew expedition to Huntsville to create an IPA with the Lake of Bays Brewing folks. Great guy, salt of the earth, that kind of thing.
Nichole, on the other hand, I only kinda sorta saw but never really met during the Ottawa Craft Brewery Invasion. We formally met at Nickel Brook during Day Two of the Halton-Hamilton Craft Brewery Invasion. I believe her original intent was to hang around for a brewery, maybe two, and then bid adieu. She stayed around much longer. Why? She was having a blast. It truly was a rockin' day so she had no plans to let it pass by quickly, basking in the laughs and the comradery.
But she had come into our lives prior to that. Curtis had taken a really nice "surrounded by nature" picture of a Trestle Brewing (Parry Sound) beer and entered it into their Facebook photo contest. The man has a real talent when it comes to taking the pretty pictures.
In the end, Curtis didn't win. He was leading and then someone got an army involved and... it's a whole weird story. But he kinda won. He started following some of the Vegas voters, watching their vlogs and I think Curtis might... really want to go to Vegas. To me, that's a Triple-7 jackpot.
But there's one more story about Nichole I have to tell here. So you see, we're all out on the Halton-Hamilton Craft Brewery Invasion. At this point, we're at Fairweather Brewing in west Hamilton. Everyone's having a great time. I'm standing beside her inside and she's - I kid you not - staring at the wall behind the bar. So I say, "What's up?"
Now keep in mind, Curtis had not proposed or anything. This was just an out-loud, offhand "Wouldn't that be kind of a cool thing?" musing. Nickel Brook's shiny newish tap room would be a much better fit, I told her. That's where you'd want a wedding reception. It would rock.
So on New Years Eve, when Curtis messaged me to say they were engaged, I remembered that conversation with Nichole. Now granted, as much fun as it would be to hold a wedding reception at a brewery, the chances are slim to none. As someone who has been twice married, lemme tell you why. Because the families get involved. As well-meaning as the parents and relatives of the bride and groom may be, there is a tendency on their end to take over the day.
And I can guarantee you this. One of them is going to say, "There is NO way we are making Nana Molly and Auntie Theresa sit in a stinky brewery all night! It would kill them!"
Okay, enough mushy stuff. Onto The Dark and Dirty! You know the rules. #1) No repeat winners. #2) Ontario beers only. And of course #3, my 2007 Ford Focus > Premier Ford. Let's get this party started by remembering the sage wisdom of that ancient Greek philosopher (*checks notes*) Kawhi Leonard who said, "What it do, baby?"
Best Black IPA: Well, I fussed so damn much over this beer on Twitter after Ottawa Matty and Joel bought me one, that there possibly was a Butterfly Effect.
But I can guarantee this. Most who tried it very likely loved it. I sure did. Still do. Have a couple left. You see, the brewery knew I was visiting them in August and had over a dozen bottles, ready and awaiting my purchase. I more than happily complied. One of the best beers I've enjoyed in my going-on seven years of craft beer consumption. It's chocolate and pine and everything fine in a nifty 8.5% package. Well, hell's bells, I might just have one of these some time today. Let's get 2020 rolling dark-style.
A long-time favourite of Kat's, Lady Polkaroo herself, is this little beauty of a Porter. No bells, no whistles, just a straight-up damnly fine-crafted coal black bevey. Just the right stuff here. |
Best Porter: Absolutely my favourite stop of the 905 Halton-Hamilton Craft Beer Invasion was Clifford's Brewing in Hamilton's east end. First of all, the lay-out of the place with its tanks-beside-the-folks strategy. No walls, no windows to peer through. You wanna go hug a vat? Have at it. Secondly, the people, namely owner Brad Clifford and his pops, Barclay. Both finestkind... all the way! Barc's enthusiasm for his son's endeavour is truly inspiring and infectious. And lastly, the product. Yeah, technically, that should come first but this is definitely one of those "the sum of the parts is greater than the whole" dealios. (Yes, I recognize I have that quote back assward but I like it better that way and I'm the one at the keyboard so...) For me, it's tough not to break down this brewery into its key components. But the 'whole' rocks, too.
If ever there was a beer style saved by the emergence of crafts beers in North America, I believe it would be the Porter.
Best Flavoured Porter: A few months back, Brew Crew n'er-do-well Greg messaged me to say he was stopping in at west Toronto's Bandit Brewing and did I want anything? Pulling up their in-retail availability list, I selected a couple of IPAs and a Porter. I'd have to go back in my Twitter posts to remember the names of the IPAs, even though both were very good. The Porter, on the other hand, I can recall all too well. And lemme tell you this free, when I remember a Porter over a couple of top-flight IPAs, well, my friends, that is one very special Porter.
Ummm, no. They went a very different route and added habanero. As in the pepper. Now on their website, Bandit told us it added a "subtle kick." You know, a kick in the nuts can be subtle. Still gonna hurt and leave a mark. This one brought the damn heat!
Granted, my extreme-foodie coworker, Trishan, whose family originally hails from Sri Lanka, tells me when it comes to food or beverages, there's real heat and then there's "white folks in the suburbs" heat. I obviously fall into the latter category. Okay, tons of chocolate, 6.5%... and I'm white-boy sorry but hot! And in the end, very, very delicious. (Previous winners: Maclean's Ales' Cherry Porter, Big Rig's Tales From The Pumpkin Patch Porter, Mill St Vanilla Porter - now nitro-charged so give it a fresh try, Nickel Brook's Pissed Off Pete Pumpkin Porter)
Best Imperial Porter: It happens to me every time I'm about to fly down to Vegas. The night before, I always get very anxious to be there (rather than here) and I have trouble sleeping. Brain churning a mile a minute in anticipation. Thoughts of fun, neon, warmer weather and big American craft beers. That's usually when I turn to some bigger beers with high ABVs to help me settle down and nod off. Fortunately, this past November, I left for Sin City just shortly after our Halton-Hamilton Craft Brewery Invasion. While we were at Collective Arts in Hamilton, Drunk Polkaroo strongly urged us to get the quartet of beers that made up the brewery's Origins of Darkness series. He even suggested the best order to drink the quartet so I dutifully lined them up on the left side of the top shelf. I decided to crack one open and started with the first that he suggested - the Rum Barrel-Aged Baltic Style Porter, a collaboration with Siren Craft Brewing, an outfit out of Berkshire, Great Britain. I'd have to double-check but I'm 99% sure this is the first rum aged beer I've ever had. Plenty of bourbon barrels have played a key role in my darker beers, to be sure, but rum? Not so much.
Best Stout: I think most of the Brew Crew has a sneaking suspicion that we've enjoyed Lake of Bays' Twilight Hour Coffee Stout once before. You see, back in April when we descended upon the Huntsville Brewhouse, they had a beer on tap called Java The Hutt Stout. It was all nitro-ed up and was the only beer that could distract us from the copious amounts of Starboard New England IPA that we were downng. (They actually had to change the Starboard keg when we were there. That was a point of personal pride for us.)
Best Flavoured Stout: This category is for the stouts that go a little farther than the traditional chocolate, coffee, oatmeal route and jazz it up with either funky fruits or so much cocoa that it transcends your traditional stout style. Once again, from Sudbury Danny's Beer Mail, another stand-out from Stack Brewing up there. Their Chocolate Cherry Stout is insane (in the membrane.) Aged on French Oak, Stack jacked this up with so much organic cocoa nibs and Montmorency cherries from Michigan that this is practically a 7% Black Forest Cake in a can. Roasty, toasty, chocolate and cherry jammed and even a bit tart. Just stupid good. Once again, Danny, for a guy who has only a small pond to fish from, you always manage to land us all some of the biggest winners. Just keep Stack-ing up your Beer Mails for us!
Best Imperial Stout: Once again from a Beer Mail, this time courtesy of Curtis and Nichole - I believe there might be some brief mention of them at the beginning of this. But this is so damn long that I can no longer remember. So, anyway, prior to the Halton-Hamilton Craft Brewery Invasion, the pair went to various Guelph breweries to grab beers not available to the rest of us. When they went into Royal City Brewing and explained their quest ("We seek the Holy Grail"), according to Curtis, both the staff and customers said one thing. "Get the Abyss Walker Imperial Stout!" As I plucked one out of their trunk (seriously, it would have looked like a drug deal going down to a passing cop), I asked them how it was. Neither knew. They hadn't even tried it themselves, relying totally on word of mouth from the crowd inside the brewery, instead.
Best Flavoured Imperial Stout: Yay, the last category. Well, like most Ontario craft Stout lovers, I've had my fair share of Sawdust City Brewing's The Blood of Cthulhu (some kind of mythical squid beast) Imperial Stout. It's pretty much a gimme if you love Imperial Stouts. And this wouldn't be the first time that Brewmaster Sam Corbeil has jacked a traditional Stout of theirs with some fruit.
Okay, I'll be back very soon (I hope) to wrap up 2019 with the oddities of the year, the Brewery of the Year, the Beer Executive of the Year and, of course, the Beer of the Year! But Scooby Doo Gang, that's it, that's all and I am outta here! Until next time, I remain...
No comments:
Post a Comment