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GRANITE CITY FOOD & BREWERY – MISHAWAKA

Granite City Food and Brewery suddenly closes in Mishawaka
MISHAWAKA, INDIANA

Within walking distance of Mishawaka Brewing, maroon-lettered sandalwood-bricked eatery-bar, GRANITE CITY FOOD & BREW, positioned inside University Park Mall (next to JC Penney), became the 26th of 30-plus Granite City restaurant-breweries along the Midwest trail, July ’08 (and closed 2019).

Visited November ’09, this midsize watering hole opens to stainless steel bar with white slate columns and wood veneer. Behind left side booths were glass-encased brew tanks serving a terse assortment of light-to-dark brews.

A slight buttery creaminess gave lemony peach-grapefruit-centered wood-hopped maize-dried Northern Light Lager the heads up over phenolic Miller/ Bud Lite fare.

Spice-hopped wheat-honeyed cornbread-like Wag’s American Wheat and sour-fruited gourd-spiced fig-sugared hop-sharp Octoberfest were crisply lightweight.

Duke Of Wellington Pale Ale retained bright IPA-like apple-peach-orange fruiting, dry pine lacquering, and juniper berry-sharpened grapefruit peel bittering.

Dry hop-roasted espresso-coffee-finishing Broad Axe Stout rendered surreptitious vanilla bean influence.

Sugarplum, cinnamon-spiced apple, candied nuts and praline bedecked Brother Benedict’s Bock, which was bettered by bock-styled Northern Light mix, Two-Pull, a corn-husked dry body with spicier fig-date-almond sugaring and harsher hop phenols.

www.gcfb.net

Nearby ‘fan-centric’ South Bend sportsbar, Legends Of Notre Dame, located on campus across famous Notre Dame Stadium, served great local microbrews during November ’09 trip to watch the Fighting Irish oppose Connecticut on the gridiron. Prior to and after the game, enjoyed Goose Island Harvest Wheat and Mad Anthony Ol Woody Pale Ale while checking out sports memorabilia and regalia lined across interior walls of alehouse. Enjoyed burgers, sausages, and chicken tenders underneath canvassed courtyard beside outdoor patio.

www.legendsofnotredame.org

With four locations in Mishawaka/ South Bend, City-Wide Liquors featured deep selection of microbrews and imports. Found Boulevard Brewery’s Long Strange Trip Ale, Double Wide IPA, and Sixth Glass Quadrupel as well as Three Floyd’s Moloko Milk Stout.

CHELSEA BREWING 4TH CASK ALE FESTIVAL

CHELSEA BREWING HOSTS LARGEST MANHATTAN CASK ALE FEST – AGAIN!

By John Fortunato

Conveniently located along Manhattan’s West Side waterfront at Pier 59, spacious Chelsea Brewing Company kept ‘real ale’ drinkers satisfied with forty-one cask-conditioned beers from twenty-two American (and one Scottish) breweries at its fourth Cask Ale Festival held October 9th through 11th.

Since early ’08, Chelsea’s highly successful spring-fall festivals have given respect to ‘old-styled’ unfiltered hand-pumped ales conditioned in firkin tanks for less carbonated, fuller flavored, unpasteurized versions of the usual gas-pressurized keg-barreled beer.

Opened for business since 1995, Chelsea initially bottled two of its regular beers: Checker Cab Blonde and Sunset Red Ale. Bottling was an expensive proposition so the 10,000 square foot location now housing Chelsea began dispensing only freshly crafted tap beer. Fourteen years hence, this Big Apple beacon still prospers, featuring its strongest beer lineup yet for autumn ’09s Cask Ale fest.

“It’s a challenge to reach out and get these beers. We get good cooperation, even amongst local competitors (Blue Point/ Brooklyn/ Captain Lawrence),” Chelsea entrepreneur Patrick Greene insists as I imbibe Chelsea’s heady wood-burnt pine-tarred cherry-soured black coffee-powered Black Hole Stout.

“We even reached out to nearby Jersey brewer, High Point, who don’t usually do cask ales. We get the opportunity to see what’s out there and spend much time crafting our own (nine entries),” he adds.

With the help of longtime beer enthusiast/ Yankee Brew News publisher Bill Metzger and heralded San Francisco-originated brewer Chris Sheehan (formerly of dearly departed 20 Tank Brewery), Greene assembled an impressive original lineup of cask ales for this fourth shindig. An inspiring stylistic range of cross-country offerings including a plethora of stouts, a half-dozen India Pale Ales, and a few pumpkin brews were readied.

“My brewers do an excellent job keeping up the tradition, receiving firkins, storing them, and racking them. We do it only twice yearly. We get bigger beers (with heavier alcohol consistency) in fall. The lighter stuff comes in spring. It’s both sides of the coin for the beer year,” Greene says while I chomp on a croissant. “We enjoy it and encourage customers to not only taste our beers, but also whatever else is out there that they usually don’t get in New York. People who’ve had our product could rely on consistency. We have a good customer base. Young customers have all grown up on microbrews nowadays. It’s no longer new and exotic. They’ve already experienced and enjoyed these beers.”

Starting 11 A.M. on Friday, I began tossing back generous offerings. An early fave amongst fellow peers was Buffalo’s Pearl Street Flamande Rouge, a Flemish sour red ale with Lambic-like tannic cherry skin tartness, green grape pucker, and lime-y brimstone acidity. Pearl Street’s Saber’s Edge Double IPA also faired well, countering peach syrupy creaminess with floral lemon-peeled bitterness.

Colorado-based Oskar Blue’s Dale’s Oak Old Chub (soft whiskey-licked cocoa-malted pineapple-teased Scotch Ale) and, to a lesser extent, Dale’s Wet Hop Nugget (lemon-grapefruit soured Pale Ale), also appeased late morning drinkers.

After cheese and crackers, I returned to liquid consumption. Indiana-based Three Floyd’s Alpha King Pale Ale took a bold black tea-like hold as syrupy pear and ripe apple illusions reached a creamy caramel malt finish.

Southernmost brewer, Saint Somewhere (of Tarpin Springs, Florida), provided two worthy Belgian knockoffs, Saison-styled apple-tart grape-tannic Saison Du Chene and cider-soured honey-sapped Pays Du Soleil.

I favored Clipper City’s Great Pumpkin Imperial Ale (with its wood-lacquered pumpkin pie theme and banana-chipped cinnamon-nutmeg influence) over admirable Weyerbacher Imperial Pumpkin (a softer gourd-spiced seasonal given deeper candi-sugared cinnamon-nutmeg resolve).

High Point, a northern Jersey brewer chiefly known for robust German-styled wheat beers, submitted cask-conditioned Ramstein Classic Wheat (sugared fig, sour cider, and crushed grape illusions counter spicy Belgian chocolate) and tranquil sour-fruited Ramstein Octoberfest.

Greene chimes in, “The one thing about brewing – no offense to brewmasters – it’s one of the last apprenticeship fields in the country. It takes years of experience to get a feel for it. I equate it to being an instinctive grandmother with a recipe. She doesn’t need to use a measuring cup or spoon.”

People start filing in quickly around 4 PM as I made my departure only to return Saturday at noon with my parents for six more delectable libations. Three from host brewer, Chelsea, included dry-hopped grapefruit-lingered Hop Angel IPA, black chocolate-y molasses-sapped coffee-soured prune-dried crème brulee-like Cream Stout, and incredible bourbon-barreled cherry-pureed apple-soured rum-soaked perfume-scented Pina Colata-finishing 1000 Gyle Imperial Mild.

While enjoying Cobb Salad, tried Scotland’s creamy spruce-induced dark-spiced apricot-grape-soured BrewDog Hardcore IPA and even better grassy perfume-hopped floral-fruited pear-apple-pineapple-slung Brooklyn Blast (from neighboring competitor Brooklyn Brewery).

Cocoa-dried chocolate nibs-nipped Corner Jackhammer Old Ale (from Ypsilanti, Michigan) then closed the session before I headed home for some good ol’ college football.

Other beers imbibed during Friday’s session included three Midwest brown ales: hop-charred cocoa-powdered chocolate-resinous espresso-finishing stout-like Michigan Bavarian Dark, prune-fig-soured rye-malted tea-backed currant-tart The Livery Imperial Brown Rye Ale (both from Michigan), and Wisconsin-based walnut-embittered hazelnut-sweetened caramel-malted Bull Falls Nut Brown Ale.

Besides Pearl Street’s, Chelsea’s, Brooklyn’s and BrewDog’s above-listed India Pale Ale’s, there were two fine Michigan entries. Tangy peach-pear-pineapple-tangerine-fruited orange rind-embittered floral-bound Dark Horse Crooked Tree IPA and sharp piney-hopped creamy-centered cherry-pineapple-apricot-doused Michigan High Seas India Pale Ale were no slouches.

A large contingent of stouts included black chocolate-y cocoa-chalked anise-stained fig-dried Blue Point Oatmeal Stout, barley-roasted hop-toasted mocha-dried cherry-perfumed Dark Horse One Oatmeal Stout, Colorado’s butterscotch-sugared brown chocolate-y Left Hand Imperial Stout, and California’s chocolate-spiced nutty-bottomed black cherry-soured pecan-buttered Moylan Dragoons Dry Irish Stout.

Pennsylvania’s dry coffee bean-embittered black chocolate-whirred raisin-pureed cherry-tinged Troegs Java Head Stout topped its bottled version. Vermont’s Belgian-styled candi-sugared caramel-burnt oats-toasted grape-soured chocolate-bordered Magic Hat Big Stout proved most unique.

To round-up, sullen yellow-fruited grassy-leafed Bull Falls White Water Cream Ale and soft yellow-orange-fruited woody-hopped dry-finishing Chelsea U.S.A. English-style Summer Ale had winsome appeal. Hazelnut-chocolate-informed Left Hand Blackjack Porter benefited from sustained cocoa bean-dried caramel-burnt toffee-clad finish.

Here’s the rest of my conversation with Chelsea founder Patrick Greene. Born and bred in Brooklyn, he attended Brooklyn Tech and NYU and now resides in Long Island’s South Shore.

Do you think the general public may be initially put-off by cask ale’s flattened-out body and warm serving temperature?

PATRICK GREENE: The warmer temperature allows a lot of the illusional flavors to come out that may not be distinct if you drink it cold. Don’t get me wrong. I like cold beer, but in a tasting scenario, the warmer atmosphere gives the full range of what was created in the beer. It’s the next step.

How’d you get involved with craft brewing?

 In 1987, Manhattan Brewing Company was under construction to reopen. I met an English brewer. The brewery had occupancy of the whole building. The landlord said they had to bring everything down and put it in a smaller space. We handled the mechanical and technical end the cooling and heating system. In the two years I was there, we added four stories, put in a glass elevator, and renovated the floors. I loved the idea of brewing. As compensation, the brewer gave good quality beers to the workers. It was the best bribe. All my workers are now microbrew drinkers. I was building restaurants as well and got the opportunity to construct (now-defunct) Westside Brewing Company at 76th and Amsterdam. I designed it, installed the equipment, and we couldn’t make enough beer for consumption on premises. At the time, we had very good product in the developing stages like Checker Cab Blonde Ale and Sunset Red. We worked on small batches.

When did brewmaster Chris Sheehan come aboard?

 He came from 20 Tank Brewery in San Francisco. It was very popular, but when the city refurbished the waterfront, that small brewery couldn’t afford to be there any longer. He enjoys his stouts but became very upset when an article claimed he was just an experienced stout brewer. He thought that was just one more style of beer created that was finally getting recognition and was only part of his forte. The Hop Angel he makes is a tremendous IPA. We don’t stay to the guidelines or get caught up in new fads like Souble IPA’s – super-saturated hoppy beers. They’re great for a taste or two, but our beers are designed for consumption. We do make ‘big beers,’ but only do them once or twice yearly. We’re geared towards consumers who want to enjoy a few. It’s great to have a 10% alcohol brew on tap, but you have to be cautious how you sell it (due to quick inebriation). Our Imperial Mild (in actuality, a strong barleywine) will have you going sideways.

Why aren’t there more brewpubs in New York City? Vermont, Massachusetts, and New Hampshire are overflowing with them.

 The real estate market is expensive and limits what could be done. You’d have to go into a developing area like Greenpoint or Williamsburg on the Brooklyn side. Even Bedford Stuyvesant or Bushwick. It’s less expensive to put up a tasting room and maintain brewing operations as a manufacturer. There’s tremendous room for opportunity in those depressed areas. They’d give real estate tax incentives to go into those areas. You wouldn’t need much space.

How important is sanitizing and having a good water source at your disposal?

 Sanitation is a must. Keep everything clean. On a large scale, like Chelsea Brewery, we have the ability to sanitize and purify everything we do. New York has good water for brewing. I put in a filtration system, but took it apart after a year. We never used it. The water is incredible here in New York. The Southeast usually has to filtrate (due to less pure water sources). People who have to treat water are envious of us. That’s one aspect we have naturally.

 -John Fortunato

 

LILY’S SEAFOOD & BREWHOUSE

ROYAL OAK, MICHIGAN

In suburban Detroit vicinity, family-owned LILY’S SEAFOOD & BREWHOUSE, opened in ’99 and first visited August ’04, featured beautiful carved wood bar, sundry fish tanks, and patio dining.

Calamari, blackened catfish, and exquisite mussels (with Chardonnay sauce and blue-cheddar cheese) are recommended alongside sharp-hopped red-fruited spice-tingled Reggie’s French River Red, cereal-grained orange-kissed perfume-hopped Harvest Ale and buttery grapefruit-peeled lemon rind-embittered Maddie’s Best Bitter.

Washed-out banana-clove-bubblegum-influenced lemon-soured Whitefish Bat Wheat and diacetyl yellow-fruited softie Lily’s Light Pilsner fared fair.

After dinner, sedate wood-burnt, black cherry-licked, oatmeal-sugared, chocolate-roasted Strange Stout proved elegant.

During August ’06 sojourn, tested diacetyl cereal-grained woody-hopped bark-tinged citric-depleted Sven & Ollies IPA and buttery rye-pumpernickel-fronted, lemon-seeded, perfume-hopped Rutgers Rye.

www.lilysseafood.com

JACK OF THE WOOD PUBLIC HOUSE

ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA

Directly after visiting French Broad Brewery, August ’08, had lunch at JACK OF THE WOOD PUBLIC HOUSE, a Celtic-styled downtown hotspot serving Green Man Ales (crafted a few streets away and kegged for local distribution). Many fine local, national and international beers are also available alongside locally sourced food items on the fine pub menu.

Alongside galleries, bars, and small shops, the red-bricked mid-size space had front patio, tawny alcove at dark blue entrance, central wood bar, old cement floors, small stage, sided dining, sun god motifs, agrarian artwork, and upstairs space. Menu offered English-styled dishes such as shepherd’s pie and hempnut burger beside burgers, grouper, and salads.

Lemony honey-roasted cereal-grained hop-spiced cornbread-finishing English Bitter-styled Green Man Gold and dry-hopped peat-malted orange-quilted tea-honeyed rye-backed ESB went well with salmon salad.

Robust Green Man Porter countered coffee-stained stewed prune and sun-dried raisin souring with toffee-sweetened burgundy luster.

Best bet: high gravity 9.2% alcohol Belgian Gold, a candi-sugared ale with bittersweet banana and red cherry illusions fortifying butterscotch malts.

www.jackofthewood.com

THE WEDGE

History — Wedge Brewing Co.

ASHEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA

After making the rounds in Tennessee for a few days, returned to Asheville, visiting an old school brewery and two new ones, August ’08.

Hidden in the warehouse-laden River Arts District at an old brick building down stairs, THE WEDGE may look dank and rustic, but its beers are exquisitely crafted. Opened June ’08, this small tasting room with eight brew tanks and an outdoor porch served six different libations this evening.

I tried the buttery orange-peeled, lemon-candied, coriander-spiced, chamomile-tinged, floral-hopped, tartly-embittered Witbier and creamy banana-bubblegum-sweetened, sourly lemon-bruised, peach-syrupy, gin-soaked Golem Strong Golden Ale.

Even better was maple-sapped, burnt-sugared, chocolate-roasted, cherry-pureed, hazelnut-skewed, cappuccino-espresso-finishing Community Porter.

125B Roberts Street, Asheville

www.wedgebrewing.com

JOHN HARVARD’S BREW HOUSE – LAKE GROVE

LONG ISLAND, NEW YORK

Perched between Black Forest Brew Haus (a half-hour east) and Southampton Publick House (an hour west) in the mall-filled village of Lake Grove, JOHN HARVARD’S BREW HOUSE is an affiliate Northeast brewpub with same-named locations in Connecticut and Massachusetts (plus Providence, Rhode Island’s Union Station Brewery). Originally opened 1997 (and closed around 2020), this spacious freestanding Smith Haven Mall bar-restaurant (with flashy maroon awnings) greets customers at its bright yellow-painted middle entrance.

Visited August ’09, the commodious interior featured formal right side wooden square bar (festooned by hanging ceramic mugs and multi-TV’s) serving surrounding pub area and large left dining spaces with house beers from large glass-encased center-staged brew tanks. Menu included fine salads, gourmet sandwiches, and Americana fare to go with Dave De Turris’ stylistically distinct beers and ales.

Lighter libations included astringent straw wheat-fronted, maize-dried, lemon-spiced Long Island Light, soft grapefruit-tangerine-lingered honey-malted woody-hopped dry-bodied John Harvard’s Pale Ale,and mild lemon-candied honey-glazed banana-cloved Hugh Hefe.

Buttery vanilla-honeyed, candi-sugared, cream-corned, cinnamon-nutmeg-spiced Belgian Tripel and soft black cherry-ripened, cedar-charred, beechwood-smoked Flanders Flemish Stout (with ascending stove-burnt coffee finish) were Euro-styled delights.

Dry-bodied apple-orange-grape-soured celery-thin Red In The Face (Red) Ale merely sufficed but toffee-malted plum-soured cherry-pureed banana-breaded grape-nutty apple-skinned Mad Tom’s Old Ale proved interesting.

Best bet: Belgian-styled witbier, Friggin’ Swheat, a busy medium-bodied delight featuring toned-down Italian plum, boysenberry, and blackberry fruiting usurped by dry cider-soured cherry-banana-confluence rising above recessive lime-y brimstone dusting.

www.johnharvards.com

ELEVATOR BREWERY

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COLUMBUS, OHIO

Within walking distance of Barley Brewing, historic former speakeasy, ELEVATOR BREWERY, located in the Columbia Building (built 1897), featured antique ballroom ceiling and religious pane glass windows, July ’04. Its rustic interior perfectly duped old pre-Prohibition atmosphere and the beers flowed from large right side bar with eloquent marble columns.

Quaffed fruit-hopped caramel-coated Vienna-malted Prohibition Amber Lager; ashy soft-watered raisin-chocolate-y Procrastinator Doppelbock; fruity-hopped Necessity IPA; spicy tea-hopped Bleeding Buckeye Red Ale; chocolate-y stout-like Dirty Dick’s Nut Brown Ale; and wood-smoked cherry-dropped chocolate-coffee lightened Coal Porter during initial visit.

On quick two-hour stop on the way to Wheeling-Pittsburgh in August ’06, tried dry medium-bodied 13th Floor Pale Ale, with its wort-like waft imbuing sour wheat frontage, toasted oats spine, minor spruce hint, and acidic citric accrual.

Followed that up with cotton-candied Belgium Wit, a spicy lemon pith-y mandarin orange-licked banana-snipped softie.

www.elevatorbrewing.com

BAVARIAN BARBARIAN

Bavarian Barbarian 22oz Bottles Coming July 2nd!
WILLIAMSPORT / DUBOISTOWN, PENNSYLVANIA

Opened June ’08 and visited December ’08 with wife, Karen, Williamsport’s newest brewery, BAVARIAN BARBARIAN (since closed), was located inside a pristine old car dealership a few blocks south of Bullfrog. Available on draught, at select local bars, or in half-gallon growlers were six worthy brews. An earthen deep-grained assertion anchored each well-crafted selection.

Dry ethanol-fueled gin-soaked First Snow Ale layered cinnamon-nutmeg-ginger-clove spicing above molasses-soaked raisin, sugared fig, and rye bread illusions for woozy seasonal spellbind.

Soft hop-roasted coffee-dried chocolate-resinous Steel Drivin’ Stout bettered best-selling nut-roasted raw-honeyed phenol-dried Headbangerz Brown Ale.

Dry spice-hopped rye-breaded chocolate-powdered Hammerin’ Ale, lemony banana-soured apple-sweet fig-prune-dried Square Feet Wheat Ale and dark-fruited pumpernickel-centered herbal-spiced pine-hopped Weldspatter IPA retained brute manliness.

www.bavarianbarbarian.com

ABBEY WRIGHT BREWERY

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WILLIAMSPORT / DUBOISTOWN, PENNSYLVANIA

Across the Susquehanna River four miles from Williamsport, Duboistown’s capacious cedar-planked green-trimmed Valley Inn added brew tanks in 2006 and operated as ABBEY WRIGHT BREWERY until closing 2019.

Visited April ’08, the rural saloon with octagon-shaped bar, windowed brew tanks, oak tables-chairs, billiard tables, and small stage area is connected to a beautiful banquet space with black walnut-hickory interior and gas hearth.

A certain grapefruit rind bittering, perfect for hop-heads, consumed the lively apple-pear-peach-sweetness contrasting mild pine lacquering of Alpha Deuce IPA.

Lemon-limed orange-peeled Mosquito Wheat, biscuit-y amber-grained, phenol-hopped Irish Red Ale, and washed-out apricot-led, juniper-backed XPA Hoppy Ale proved adequate.

Soapy berry-tart citric-soured Blackberry Wheat lagged and black cherry/red grape-fronted, walnut-faded Quaker Oatmeal Stout seemed too delicate.

But milk-sweet, cappuccino-fronted, black chocolate-centered, bruised cherry-soured, hickory-charred, vanilla-beaned, peat-mossed Smokey Oak Scottish Ale ideally hit the spot.

www.abbeywrightbrewingco.com

BULLFROG BREWERY

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WILLIAMSPORT, PENNSYLVANIA

First visited home of the Little League World Series at tail end of April ’06 Western Pa. sojourn, putting family up in historic Genetti Hotel’s Bob Hope Suite. Across midtown street in an old red brick building with green awning lied tiny stoic corner tavern, BULLFROG BREWERY, a trusty pub that compared favorably to regarded westerly competitors North Country, Otto’s, and Johnstown.

Opened in ’96, Bullfrog’s exposed ducts, copper tin ceiling and green ‘frog’ walls had blue-collar saloon atmosphere. But the delightful menu and even better fresh beer selection gave this rustic dive class. Copper kettles welcome patrons and silver holding tanks backend the left side bar.

Had beer mussels with ale battered fish sandwich and remainder of kids’ ‘fapizzas’ alongside sour candied Fruit Wheat Beer (a veritable raspberry lollipop with tart apricot eclipsing honeyed wheat) and lagered Bicentennial Blonde (mainstream fodder reliant on raw maize-wheat acridity and passive floral hint).

These light bodied offerings merely set the stage for the truly superb cognac-fronted Old Toad Barleywine, a wonderful digestif served in a brandy sifter. Its awesome candied apricot splurge and juicy orange peel tang enhanced bruised cherry, ripe melon, and fig-raisin illusions belying caramelized butterscotch apple seduction.

In between, I quaffed frothy nitro-injected tea-embittered nectar-daubed Cascadian Cream Ale, bitterly floral citric-dried Lil Slugger Pale Ale (with its glancing tropical punch), caramelized orange-bruised fruit punch Inspiration Red Ale, and dry black cherry-bruised, orange-burnt, coffee-roasted Susquehanna Oatmeal Stout.

Before heading out, I was totally sold by exquisite candi-sugared, nutmeg spiced, floral-daubed, dark rum-finishing Diabolique Belgian Golden Ale and honey-glazed, prune-ripened, orange-bruised, caramel malted Atomic Belgian Dark Ale. Yummy!

Revisited Genetti Hotel and Bullfrog Brewery, November ’06, quaffing pastry-glazed, lemony-hopped, biscuit-buttered, raspberry-cranberry-tart Raspberry Wheat and tangy peach-orange-grapefruit-rimmed, spritzy lemon-licked, resinously pine-hopped, peppery-snipped Edgar IPA with bounteous Cobb salad lunch.

At dinner, returned to Bullfrog to down orange-pureed, cherry-bruised, licorice-blotched, date-fig-splotched, burgundy finishing Friar Frog Dubbel and medicinal, peach-grapefruit-ripened, mandarin orange-crested, lemon rind-embittered, Trappist yeast-endured Unique (a dry-hopped Belgian-American-mingled Pale Ale).

After seafood dinner, had cured meat-wafted, cedar-burnt, beechwood-charred, black chocolate-roasted, espresso-like elixir Smoked Porter.

Ventured again to Bullfrog April ’08 during my son Johnny’s pre-college tour daze. Tried moderate bodied fare such as bittersweet lemony orange, caramel-malted, phenol-hopped Endless Mountain Amber, musty corn-oiled, wheat-husked, floral yellow-fruited Billtown Blonde and orange rind-embittered, mandarin orange-clipped, white pepper-zipped, eucalyptus-tipped, mushroom-snipped Boysenberry Belgian Wheat.

Better were two full-bodied mocha-centered brews: coffee bean-embittered, lactose-sugared, black java-finishing Coffee Cream Stout and dark chocolate-malted hop-charred Chocolate Bock (with its luscious crème brulee, Kahlua, vanilla, and Godiva-Belgian chocolate illusions).

During post-Christmas ’08 jaunt, quaffed tart apricot-candied, tangerine-soured, wood lacquered Apricot Wheat and heady XXXX Quad, a superb Belgian-styled quadrupel with bruised banana and stewed prune overtones prevailing above spiced apple, sugared fig, and green raisin notes.

Thereafter, swigged Fast Eddie’s Pale Ale, a fizzy hop-dried stone-fruited light body with sour orange, leafy twig, and herbal-spiced nuances atop marble rye breading.

Stayed at historic Genetti Hotel across the street to revisit Bullfrog twice during May ’22 W’burg brewpub tour, discovering nine new brews and the ‘latest iteration’ of an evolving dried fruited perennial. I was drinkin’ with the Dead playin’ in the background as I conversed with owner Steve Koch on a hot ‘n sticky Sunday afternoon.

Given a sourer makeover, the current ’22 Apricot Wheat retained a dryer apricot-pitted tartness and lemonier tangerine pucker above a parched white wheat base.

‘Drinkable’ light golden ale, Photon, caressed its mild citrus spritz with moldy fungi mustiness and subtle herbage.

Peaty tea-like Hellbender Red placed dried fruit spicing and sweet chestnut wisps beside its chalky cocoa powdering.

Vinous black grape tannins and acidic citric sharpness dominated cherry-soured Flanders Brown Ale, Jong Bruin Kriek, relegating its black-peppered charcoal singe.

Sharp sweet ‘n sour mango juicing permeated brisky pine-hopped tropicalia, Mango Saison, bringing sunshiny juniper-berried yellow grapefruit bittering to its dry raw wheat rusticity.

Even more rustic, wild apple-soured Graf Saison, an aluminum cleared farmhouse ale, besieged its hard cider bittering with musky barnyard funk, dry wort herbage and musty green grape esters.

Utilizing tropical New Zealand hops to gain its waxy gooseberry-guava-passionfruit souring and lemony grapefruit spritz, Tank Gurl India Pale Ale, let mild cellar-like fungi suit the musty green grape esters beneath.

Dry Simcoe hops galvanized the earthier whiskey-malted grain base for The Elder Barleywine, leaving cedar-tinged bourbon, burgundy and port wining plus delicate raisin-fig snips and mild blackcurrant saucing upon its star anise-laced dark chocolate foundation.

Weedy black tea outdid the oats-flaked dark chocolate powdering of Chocolate Williamsporter, a dryer stylistic departure with miniscule sour dried fruiting.

Softy seductive Alabaster coffee roast and nutty espresso milking greeted Alabaster Oatmeal Stout, leaving mild oaken vanilla tannins inside its chocolate pudding skin.

www.bullfrogbrewery.com

WILLIMANTIC BREWING

WILLIMANTIC, CONNECTICUT

Out of the rural hilly sticks in central Connecticut pops up the small metropolis of Willimantic, home of arguably the best Northeast brewpub, originally visited October ’07. Over a frog-pillared bridge in a historic street-cornered granite-limestone ex-post office, WILLIMANTIC BREWING (formerly Main Street Café) has cozy left side wood bar with eclectic wall-bound specialty tap handles, windowed side tables, and encased brew tanks plus separate right dining area.

Bottled beer selection included amiable local, English, Irish, and Belgian ales. And though I sleepwalked through acrid wheat-oats-fronted, dry-hopped, grapefruit rind-embittered Certified Gold, subtly citric-hopped corn-sugared Mail Carrier Maybock and cardboard-y fruit-crimped pecan-skimped oxidation Autobahn Alt on my initial stopOver, the proceeding seasonal offerings were terrific.

Scotch-rye-affixed, fig-date-tinged, raw-honeyed Extra Postage Pub Ale went down gently alongside flatbread pizza, nachos, and sandwiches.

Most Wanted IPA had illustrious grapefruit-peach-mango burst harboring Cascade-hopped maple-sapped piney bark bittering.

Well-calibrated Willi Whammer Barleywine boasted 10% alcohol-soaked cherry luster, bruised orange-banana sweetness, teasing brandy snipe, and buttery vanilla finish.

During March ’09 revisit, discovered five more worthy brews. Vienna-malted Saaz-hopped corn-sugared hop-spiced Czech In The Mail suited connoisseurs and nubians alike.

Cask-conditioned barrel-aged cider-sharp grape-soured fig-dried Willi Funk Hammer maintained tart tannic acidity.

Piney citric-spiced pear-sweet grapefruit-embittered Pushing The Envelope Extreme Unfiltered Double IPA possessed heady ethanol flare.

Citrus-tingled honey-sweetened pilsner-malted Springfest and unfiltered tea-like cocoa-powdered fig-sugared honeycomb-finishing Winter’s Dunkel had easy appeal.

Amazingly, on my third trip to Willimantic Brewing, February 2011, there were seven (!) more new beers to try. I’d already quaffed eleven preferable libations on my past two visitations, but there were two amazingly distinct and differentiated stouts to discover as well as a terrific IPA, expressive pale ale, and four other favorites.

My wife and I settled into a vegetal pizza while dipping into lightest fare, dry-hopped German Pils, Hope & Hops, a perfumed corn-husked wheat-grassed moderation with lemony grapefruit tingle that may’ve topped tranquil Carrier’s Credo Cream. The latter, a dry-bodied grassy-hopped maize-flaked wheat-cracked clover-honeyed cream ale, placed cooked veggie, orange rot, lemon meringue, and white apricot illusions in the subtle backdrop.

Bettering those promising openers were three diversified medium body brews. Excellent Spam Mail Pale Ale brought woody Amarillo hop parch to dry lemon-seeded grapefruit-juiced grape tannin, apple skin, apricot, orange, and tangerine tartness contrasting ascending honey-sugared crystal malting.

Creamy Double Black IPA retained intense hop-roasted tobacco chew, black cherry, prune, raisin and fig frenzy contrasting rich chocolate malt durability.

Nearly as fine, Scarlet Letter Red situated sweet caramel-crystal malting alongside dry spice-hopped alacrity and compost-wafted vegetal mineral graining.

An engaging sidestep, Scotch Tapped Scottish Ale diverted away from any restrictive regimented style with its Band-aided beechwood-smoked peat malting contrasting sweet honey nuttiness.

I was admiring the terrific, colorful tap handle collection above the walnut bar while imbibing astonishingly reciprocal dessert treats. As much as I enjoyed creamy espresso-coffee fronted Just Stout, with its dry hop-roasted vanilla bean bittering coarsening black chocolate, anise, hazelnut, and walnut illusions, its chocolate-milked counterpart reached nirvana quicker.

A perfect chocolate dessert beer, S.W.A.K. Stout, advanced creamy brown chocolate sugaring and rich vanilla sweetness above soothing coffee roast, allowing rich chocolate cake, Belgian chocolate, and Hershey Kiss opulence to spread across the mouth.

My long-time pal, Dennis Flubacher, brought back growlers of two previously untried brews, May 2011. Roaden Zok Flanders Sour Red Ale retained crisply tart green apple spicing and hard cider pucker above fig-dried oaken cherry, vinous white grape, and sour pomegranate fruiting, embittering raspberry-boysenberry conflux along the way.

Next up, Victorian Neighbor Pale Ale placed caraway-seeded rye breading and caramel-roasted chocolate nibs snip atop fungi yellow-fruited apicot-fig dryness for proper English ale styling.

Quaffed another five rangy brews during 2011 winter solstice (December 21st) on trip back from Boston with wife and daughter. One of the most popular local selections, Rail Mail Rye, maintained a soft, unfiltered flow with fig-dried citric rye gently caressing mild hop peppering.

A sturdier dried fruiting spread across brown sugared, dark-spiced Edge Of Darkness Brown Ale.

Just as approachable and twice as delectable, Pushing The Envelope Double IPA plied brown-sugared cinnamon spicing inside orange-cherry fruiting, crystal malted sugaring, wood-singed walnut sharpness and sweet hazelnut clusters.

Nearly as great, Coco Porter took dry cocoa powder and smoked chocolate malts to the soft black cherry midst, where mild caramel latte, milked coffee and espresso illusions claimed ground.

As for the wintry seasonals, unobtrusive Winter Fest had a musty dry-hopped fig-plum-date astringency and very little spicing.

But 1st Class Festive Imperial IPA doused a load of brown-sugared cinnamon spicing inside sugary crystal malting, leaving wood-singed dried cherry, hazelnut and walnut undertones.

www.willibrew.com

MOAT MOUNTAIN SMOKE HOUSE & BREWING

Stay | Moat Mountain Brewing Company | North Conway, NH
WHITE MOUNTAINS, NEW HAMPSHIRE

In a historic 1840 building just outside ski-crazed North Conway midtown in the upper east White Mountain region, well-respected MOAT MOUNTAIN SMOKE HOUSE & BREWING has enclosed side entry patio to mid-sized bar (with multiple TV’s) and large dining facility (visited December ’06).

It was 9 PM when I got to Moat Mountain and my kids were tired so I only bought growlers of bittersweet barley-roasted mocha-nutty caramel-hopped coffee-finishing Square Tail Stout and coarsely nutty maple-sapped coffee-mocha-soured Bear Peak Brown.

But got to suck down pints of buttery nut-roasted orange-burnt pumpkin-lined Opa’s Octoberfest and orange rind-embittered coriander-spiced gourd-cushioned KA Belgian Double before heading out New Year’s Eve.

Website showed different brews then those mentioned as seasonals and year-round, December 2010.

www.moatmountain.com