Showing posts with label doppelbock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doppelbock. Show all posts

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Wasatch The Devastator isn't the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man of Destroyers

The beer label has a charging ram with with flames racing behind it, burning up what looks like a European chapel and a domed government building. I thought the Ram would devastate some sheep, not downtown Munich. But hey, when in Utah...(insert Mormon joke here)
After helping Eunich the Forlorn Elk with a sip, I pour the rest out for myself. We're vacationing in Deer Valley, Utah and I spent the day skiing and the afternoon has been spent watching the highly anticipated Broncos vs. Chiefs, with Kyle Orton Vs. Tebow, a game with with soap opera-isq drama. Orton was on the Broncos earlier this year until he was fired and replaced by the love him/hate him Tim Tebow. Now it's a showdown. 

Sitting beside a roaring fireplace with a bag of chips and cold beer is doing my aching body good. This game has been everything but Devestating, so I'm hoping this double bock will double the excitement. Come on Fireball Ram! 
Upon closer inspection, it actually appears that the ram has terrible gas and there were no survivors. 
This 8% doppelbock is a Shiner Bock with a ferocious bite. It has a big malt body with a bit of nut and toffee. Although it's relatively smooth until the end, it finishes with a tongue slap. There's an unusual sweetness to it that dissipates with the bite. For a bock, this is pretty intense, the wasatch brew pub brewers don't talk a cheap game. Unlike Tebow, the brewers decided to bring it. This intense brew would pair well with red meat or game, especially with elk beside a roaring fire. Ron Burgondy would do it. ARMAGEDDON rating. 

Monday, September 20, 2010

Watching Monday Night Football with Friends on a freaking WALL TV is much better than Moretti La Rossa Birra Doppio Malto

Monday Night Football was on and I went over to Twister M's house to watch the Saints eeeck out a game against '49ers with his roommate Adam on their ENORMOUS wall TV. I loved their set up. 1080p HD projection with surround sound that vibrated my couch back. Color me impressed.
One bad bitch of a TV

Despite my slight affection for The Saints, I was hoping the beleagured San Francisco team would pull off an upset, but Drew Brees proved why he's the bomb in the final 1:30 and pulled out a W.

The Moretti La Rossa is a Doppelbock that pours a dark amber and smells of caramel and heavy malts. It has an even bigger sour malt taste and didn't finish well. I lived in Italy a full year and never had this fella and don't recall ever seeing it either (the original Moretti, certainly, but not this). The sour malt stayed with me until after I returned home. Blerg. Better luck next time 49ers, and Moretti I can't help but rate you TRANSFORMERS 2.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Put some Abita Andygator in my Chex mix

About to walk out the door at 8:45 and Walker calls me back to grab today's beer. A helles dopplebock, this is much more on the dopplebock track that I enjoy. The Weihenstephaner Doppler from Wednesday was way too dark for my liking. That being said, there's still a pretty unique nuttiness to the big fat sweet middle of this beer. My glass smells a lot like cereal. It's almost a yeasty taste, can't quite ID it. It's kinda like drinking a beer made out of corn chex. If this wasn't so strong, it might be a good light summer beer.

This beer is River Phoenix brought back from the dead. Distinctively blond, but not a blond. Difficult to pin down, from a "granola" background but fighting to be defined by a distinct liberal character.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Weihenstephaner Korbinian - Yes, That Famous Neurologist

To my surprise, I am continuing the unprecedented run of German brewed beers named for obscure German figures with the Weihenstephaner Korbinian. Korbinian Brodman (1868-1918) was a German neurologist who became famous for his definition of the cerebral cortex into 52 distinct regions from their cytoarchitectonic (histological) characteristics.

Remember the PSA: "The More You Know...Knowledge Is Power!" Not always true. This is proof. By reading the above you either A). Forgot it immediately, or B). Actually learned a completely useless fact therein allowing an important thought to evaporate into the ether. I find it interesting that German born Frederick J. Miller, Adolphus Busch and Adolph Herman Joseph Coors forwent naming culturally significant biers that are only cool if you're a librarian or teacher in order to name mass-produced and universally accepted beer after themselves. It's very...'American.'

Now here's a picture proving that someone shouldn't quit their day job to become a professional blackberry photographer.
Michael J. Fox took this blurry pic

We drank the Korbinian at Sara P's house, where she made a traditional Jewish New Year meal that delightfully acquiesced my hunger. The bier has a sour malt smell and the taste is an avalanche of malts followed by nut and coffee. Accordingly, I'm generally not a big fan of really dark biers, but if you like dark bier you might enjoy. For me, it's an ARMAGEDDON rating.