I have a fairly active mind, always have and hopefully always will, that those who regularly actually read these email blasts will attest (to – I’ve also been taught to not end my sentences with a preposition, which is why I luckily avoided that embarrassment with these parenthetical offerings even though I kind of actually did end the sentence with a preposition – what would I do that for?).  

It should be no surprise to you, dear reader, that when I have something to tell you about that’s kind of aside from what you normally associate the regular pieces of beer stuff found here to contain my brain instantly plays THIS over and over again.

 

For those of you who will not click on that link I’ll let you know that it takes you to the magically delicious world of the internet where a clip of the show Twin Peaks will play highlighting a specific segment where the protagonist explains a philosophy in which he believes that every day you should “gift” something to yourself. In his case, he “gifts” a cup of coffee. Since I, personally, do not drink coffee for reasons not important here I usually “gift” myself soup. Or, you know, something gifty like lemonade or being able to walk on a trail.

 

It’s also a rare situation in life where you get to pull someone aside and use the phrase, “I’m going to let you in on a little secret.” Which, is awesome. It’s right up there, for me, with “I’m sorry you feel that way” or “who’s this clown?” [The former of those two is generally my way of exiting an argument that I know that I either don’t want to be in or can not win and the latter of those is awesome because it implies that A: the other person is, in fact, a clown (not that there’s anything wrong with that – some of my best friends are clowns) and B: they’re not even one of the better known clowns.]

 

Because, when you’re letting someone in on a “secret” you’re basically welcoming them into a club of knowledge, an open cellar door of information that they didn’t know and now they will know, which usually makes their life a little easier and/or better.

 

That all being said, most people who come in to our shop are looking for a whole host of the amazing beers that we have on draught from Vermont and beyond but there’s only a small hand full of folks who’ll go straight for the jugular when they’re here; they’ll order a Backacre. It’s not so much a secret as it’s more of a “if you haven’t tried this beer yet, you might want to put it on your list because it’s phenomenal.”

 

Backacre is a beer from a small operation out of Weston, Vermont and, by all means other than the actual place that it’s being made, it’s a Gueuze. We can’t call it a Gueuze because it isn’t made in Belgium but, for all intents and purposes, it’s the same thing. They (Backacre Beermakers) purchase wort (unfermented sugar substance intended to be combined with the powers of yeast to create beer) from a brewery and ferment them with their own lovely strains of yeast and let them hang out for a while in large barrels. When the time is correct, they then blend various years of these barrels to create the bottles that we serve to you. It’s really actually incredible. And, because I spend most of my time talking about the draught beers that we have, I thought it only fitting to let you know about a highlight from our bottle list. The bottle size is about the same as a bottle of wine so it’s also a perfect beer to share with others. After that, you’re in DA CLUB and you can spread the word to your fellow patrons about how good it actually is/was having already had it.

 

But if you’re not looking for something in bottle format and you really just want a pint/glass of beer we do have those too. For instance, this week we will have one of my favorite beers in all of the world, Hill Farmstead Mary. It’s no secret that I love Pilsners and believe that most of them do not get even close to the same recognition that, say, a Double India Pale Ale does. The Hill’s Mary is as close to perfection in this regard. And speaking of the Hill and also speaking of Double India Pale Ales that you might want to drink we also have Society & Solitude #4 right now, which will be followed by Burial Beer’s Gang of Blades (conjuring THIS to the mind space), which is also a Double India Pale Ale. We are also carrying (keeping with the hoppy side of things) Lost Nation’s Mosaic single hop (the secret here is that the hop is called Mosaic) India Pale Ale, which, when we’re empty on that front, will be followed by Lost Nation’s House Pale Ale. Moving a little further away from the hops we will also be pouring Farnham’s (Burlington by way of Quebec or it’s the other way around, I’m not entirely sure) Bitter, which is kind of fun because a Bitter is not often looked at twice but most people enjoy them especially if you’re looking for a medium bodied amber ale. Also, you should know that in England (so I’m told) a “bitter” just means a beer. So, it’s not really bitter per se. Moving even further away from hops we can then talk about Shacksbury Millrace, which is a naturally fermented cider from Vermont in the United States.

 

 

 

 

Dismount.

 

 

 

Landed.

 

 

 

Arms in air.

 

 

 

Sui Generis.

 

 

 

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