Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Aspall Cider at Hopleaf

Real live English cider "cyder" from Suffolk, lightly sweetend, carbonated citric and floral aroma, light straw color, high gravity at 7% but you'd never know it.  And that could mean trouble if you don't hydrate. 

It's very like a wonderful, white wine that wistfully whispers all those things you forgot that moment when your prom date took her dress off in the back seat of your barrowed car.

Yeah-- it's that good and randy.  So keep calm and carry on if they pull one of these for you at Hopleaf. 

I saw measure for measure at The Goodman and it was maybe even more oustanding than this cyder, but it would have been great to drink one of these there... alas.

Virtue Lapinette Cider at Hopleaf

Chicago's own Virtue  Fench style dry, thin, nicely carbonated with strong vanella presumably imparted from French oak.  Very nice and refreshing. 

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Revolution's Eugene Porter at Trench Bar, Chicago

Dark, frothy, crisp yet creamy, well balanced porter trip out of the can at Trench Bar on Damon, which is a cool spot for a cocktail culture infusion. 

Victory Nitro Stout at Small Bar

Froth color and aroma fit the bill, but nice and thin and mouth feel is consistent with light roasted malt flavor.  It's good news for stout fans and Small Bar is an outstanding tiny beer hall with wide selections on Division street near Wicker Park; so go see, hear smell and taste the awesome there.

Three FOyds gumball at small bar

Thanks for the gumball Mickey! 

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Few Spirits, Evanston, IL

Evanston was once a very dry city. 

Few's owner Paul Hletko, is single handedly putting a big dent in that idea with a full line of fancy pants hand crafted, mouth tested spirits ranging from "white dog" moon shine (white whiskey) to gin to bourbon and rye.  And the dent is kind of big and intentional when you look at it. 

In fact F.E.W. are the initials of a an American prohibitionist from Evanston, who may have made it rough for Hletko's grandfather to ever re-establish a brewery here after leaving what's now the Czech Republic under Germany's tyranny, when 37-40 of his relatives were slain.  Alfred Dube did go on to become "the father of modern dinnerware" in the ceramics biz, if my googling is correct, while his grandson Paul has gone full speed back the other way in tribute to Dube (to the booze biz, after a career as a Patent lawyer). 

FEW's products are relatively low in corn (60%), high in wheat and or rye, barely and botanicals.  And one can taste that on first sniff through last gulp. "Smooth" is what most folks on the tour report. Not much heat or bitter spice toward the back of the mouth here.  Even Few's shine is sweet and most active up front on the tip of tongue's tipit.      

So what Hleltko is pouring out from FEW are great examples of high quality sipping spirits, not so much the kind of low grade, cheap rail hooch most suitable for mixed drinks that were designed during prohibition to mask the foul flavors of more readily available Bathtub gin, if not make drunk women and men puke outside bars on those Northside curbs for not being able to taste ethanol's bite over sugar profiles of these sweet coacktails on their way down (both the booze and the drinkers).

Friday, April 12, 2013

Bell's OBERON WHEAT PALE ALE

The soap in the B Room at Old Town Social on North Ave is so strong that I can't taste anything about the Bell's.  But after fixing the problem with the old "rinsing your nose" trick, I can taste something more than the milled soap extracts from the B Room. 

First of all, the head fell flat on me, suggesting trouble behind the bar... taps, lines, glasses, gases...  don't know but maybe it ain't The Map Room up in here.  

Bready, expansive, comforting an beautiful like and well beyond "flavorful, amazing and or delisheous".