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I know, I know. Hear it all the time. What else would you expect from us? We don't always drink brown ales, but when we do, it usually just makes us want a porter. That's why we amplified the Americanity--because when we want porter we want porter and when we want brown ale how about we get smacked in the face with hop aroma? Right? The hop schedule is like a slightly sedated Kidnapped by Vikings, but the malt bill gets packed with dark crystal, dark Munich, chocolate malt, and oats for a supple body and velvety, round mouthfeel. Well-toasted bread crust and bittersweet chocolate match up with grapefruit, orange rind, and pine sap for a very different brownsperience. Just don't call it a brown IPA. Unless you only drink IPAs--oh wait...
Last week at the Craft Brewers Conference I sat on a panel with Tommy Gannon of Sierra Nevada and Jeff Billingsly of Deschutes to discuss flagship beers. Sierra obviously has Pale and Deschutes has two in Mirror Pond and Black Butte Porter. We, of course, have none.
There’s no need to dress up, but Oath Day 2015 will rock a not-so-subtle '80s vibe. Again we’ll be skipping out on long lines and obnoxious crowds in favor of closing down for the day and opening up as much of our entire facility as we can, including a massive chunk of the parking lot and brewery. Oath Day is Saturday, May 16th, and here are the details. Again this year we’ll have two sessions and there will be even more room to spread your wings. We’ll have more pouring stations, more activities, more coffee beers, more wood-aged beers, more collaborators, more SOBs, and more time.
We've never been huge supporters of the status quo. SOBs have always been more comfortable playing the mad scientist Dr. Clayton Forrester and seeing how far we can get you to follow along without going insane or changing the channel. So far you seem to kind of like it that way.
Eigengrau is not your average kölsch. Far from it. Like Cologne’s fuckingepicasfuck cathedral, Eigengrau is our gothic reminder of the unending wrestle for balance between light and dark. As its namesake implies, Eigengrau’s color rests just on the dark side of black, but don’t let this menacing facade fool you. The mellow roastiness of German chocolate wheat gently blankets a sweet, bready, and biscuity malt profile with mellow, almost lager-like fermentation characteristics. Throw in some mild floral hops and the final equilibrium is a light-bodied beer that, while eccentrically SOB, rests sturdily within a tradition that refuses to be ignored. So close your eyes, take a sip, and raise your longest finger in the face of expectation--smiling all the while. Prost.
Psychogaze is packed with roast, toffee, and chocolate aromas with a nice big smack of earthy spice and candied citrus up front--not your standard porter fare, but damn it's good. The malt bill is stacked with dark Munich and crystal for toast and caramel sweetness, chocolate and black malt for a roasty underbelly, and oats and flaked barley for a supple, complex texture and sturdy body. And just in time for the extradition of Robert Durst, the grand swami of flat affect! Seriously, have you watched "The Jinx?" Dude describes his real-life recollection of dismembering a body with the demeanor you would expect from your neighbor relaying his mild annoyance at the corner store bread collection. Holy shudder.
Billy No-Mates is a classic Irish stout--coffee-like roasted barley aroma with sharp roast and mellow chocolate flavor and a lingering bittersweet finish with a dry smack. It's medium-light-bodied and drinkable at 5% ABV and well-suited for extended St. Patrick's Day sessions.
You may have spotted Death By Viking on draft already this winter, but now it's time to take some home. We have our imperial IPA packaged and ready. The rest is really up to you. Here's the beef:
Death by Viking, our imperial IPA, bursts with pine resin and grapefruit hop aroma that gives way to a clean, tongue-smacking bitterness and a warming finish like those post-pillage bonfires pre-Battle of Stamford Bridge. There’s enough malt character left after fermentation for a hint of caramel and cracker, but not enough to call this beer balanced. The fermentation profile is moderately fruity, accentuating and complementing the intense hop-derived qualities of this beer. Yes, you read this paragraph before. No, that doesn't mean you're not crazy.