I complain about all those birds, but the other gifts aren't all that easy to match up either. This year the maids a-milking was one of the harder ones, for some reason nothing stood out that was maidenly or milky. Finally, there's a good stout that has a good picture on it. It's a little more like a sexy maid than a milkmaid, although I don't think she's quite that either. More like somebody who's going to be doing some milking of a slightly different kind. Hopefully, in a nice warm room. It's from Estonia, a brewery called Pühaste, so I think this Dekadents ought to be formulated for warm indoor spaces, no matter what's going on outside.
Pouring out, it's lighter than expected, although the dark brown color is pretty strong once the glass is full. The aroma is a lot fuller than the coloring, sticky, syrupy, heavy chocolate and toast. The first impression of the taste is similar, but quickly followed by a blast of licorice, wrapped up in a return of toasty, burny sensation. It's a heavy, melted milkshake of a beer, extra thick. It doesn't have excessive sweetness, with just that pop of mediciny licorice. It's not hard to get down at all, although the full texture does not encourage chugging.Sunday, January 1, 2023
T(welve)-8
Saturday, October 15, 2022
cosied up
One of the other dark beers pulled off the shelf at Hop Hop Hurra, Pohjala's Cosy Nights Vanilla Porter. The shopkeep was impressed with the choice, saying he was just blown away by it. Pohjala is a very respectable source of beer, especially the dark beers I've found, and it looks like there will be some drizzly days ahead. Perfect for a porter at home!
Good color and fizzy head, looking on the slimmer side for feel. It has something of a vanilla ice cream aroma. The first sip is oddly tickly, with a tiny feeler of bitter, but then it smooths out into something more candy-like, and the vanilla is definitely leading the way. It has something more of a coating feel in the mouth, not a beer that slides on and disappears, although not sticky at first. There's a shadow of licorice and coffee boiling up in the middle, fortunately for me the licorice remains just a whisper. It has a definite warming effect, very appropriate to being a winter porter, and just the thing when you're suffering a little cold. After a while there's some kind of banana flavor sneaking in, giving it even more of a pudding sensation. In the end, there's much to recommend the beer, it's tasty and it's calming, it goes perfectly with its own name. A fine choice indeed.Supplier: Hop Hop HurrahPrice: €5.75
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
look forward to winter
Back to my black beers! And this one is a more special example. Pohjala, like many northern breweries, is pretty damn good with stouts and porters, and Must Kuld does not look like it should disappoint. It's one of those porters with something extra, chilli and chocolate. It might not beat The Mayan, but I don't think I'll be sorry about picking it up.
There's the lightest of portery aromas when the cap comes off, and the beer is rich and chocolatey looking. Not too much head, although a fine cap of dark beige suds remains on top. A good sniff reveals a little smoky chilli, and perhaps a hint of black beer earthiness. It has a touch of sour in the taste, like a lighter style of chocolate might, and no chilli up front. It takes a while for a slight burn to rise up from the end of the swallow. It's not overwhelming or in your face, like some chilli beers that rely a little too much on the feel than on the taste. It's only a mild warmth that doesn't really interfere with the somewhat chocolatey flavor of the beginning. The chocolate part is fortunately not too sweet and stays light and easy, no syrupiness. Perhaps not a popular choice for a summer beer, but quite the treat for me.
Supplier: Be Hoppy
Price: €4.55
Saturday, July 14, 2018
great expectations
It pours smoothly and oh-so-nicely, producing a thick beige head over a solid, nearly black beer. It's not terribly strong odored, but there is a good kick of cocoa. It's sweet but veering a little towards licorice. The taste starts out much like the aroma, but then goes a little sour in the middle, finishing with a mellower chocolate touch. Letting it sit and warm a little bit gives it a creamier texture and doesn't seem to increase the sweetness. It does develop a bit of an appley aftertaste, which is unexpected. I feel like some nice chocolate ice cream would be great with this, something to complement the cocoa, but a little more sugary. Actually, ice cream in general would be great right now. Damn you, summer!
Supplier: La Tienda De La Cerveza
Price: €4.20
Saturday, June 23, 2018
unfinished business
| First look |
| Deli pickles, yay! |
North Brewing had the attraction of a serve yourself cask. I went over to see why everyone was crowded around the place and ran into an acquaintance from beer fairs past, who asked me why I didn't have my notebook with me. I did, just not in my hand. He recommended the cask beer, the only one at this fair, Sputnik cask pale ale-ambar. The lemony colored beer is quite tasty, and surprisingly sweet. It's subtle for an ambar and on the sweet side for a pale ale, so whatever you are expecting from it, you'll probably be surprised. There's kind of a dusty feeling to it too, and it is slightly cloudy in the glass. A good suggestion!
| When the crowd has vanished |
| Don't spill, don't spill... |
I hadn't had any dark beers, and there was a stout on tap overseen by La Birratorium, but it was a bourbon stout and I'm just not feeling that today. Beavertown's Luponic Plague NEIPA might be a good thing to shake off the early summer heat, though. It really looks like a Lemon Julius, very pulpy in appearance with practically no head at all. I was warned that it is very hop heavy, and it's pretty clear from the scent that it's true. It's served nice and cold, but there isn't a lot of strong flavor...at first. There's a little snap at the end of the swallow that keeps you on your toes. While also a tad dusty, this NEIPA feels like it has some natural lemon juice as a big part of the recipe. It becomes a very bitter, rather astringent tasting beer, not quite clean enough for be a good palate cleanser. While I like to try new beers, I think I'm happy to know not to keep an eye out for this one in the future.
| Just tucked into the super-spicy food place |
| So I could have had porter with tobacco...yeah, no |
| Have a kilo of happiness before leaving |
And now, the other two German films from last weekend. Spoilers, if you really need them for 80 year old movies!
Spione/Espías/Spies is a film from Fritz Lang that seems a lot more for the general public than his famous Metropolis. It’s got spies, action, love, betrayal, even a train crash. The evil mastermind of the story has a day job as a bank president, but when he’s playing the evil genius he lets his hair down. His latest scheme is under the eyes of the secret service of...whatever country this is. Lang and Thea von Harbou seem to go to great lengths to not identify the European country it takes place in. It’s not France, because they say in the beginning that the French embassy has had some important paperwork stolen, while the secret service was basically useless. They do come off as quite incompetent, although maybe this is how real secret service agencies really are - full of moles and double-agents who exploit their gullible colleagues. The only one who appears to be good at his job is agent 326, whose name we never find out, although when he is first summoned to the station it’s through a paper addressed to Hans Pockzerwinski. He uncovers one mole immediately on entering the boss’s office and takes up the case to investigate what plans their nemesis has. An agent has been deployed to stop 326 already, because the bad guys are always one step ahead of this secret service, and they meet at a hotel where he thinks he has saved her from police corruption and perhaps an abusive boyfriend. Who she shot. They of course fall in love, which the mastermind uses to manipulate his agent while 326 does his best to make up for his bumbling co-spies. The head of security for the Japanese embassy warns him about the female agent, plus he discovers her negotiating state secrets from an army officer of another unidentified country. He is sent to the signing of a treaty between his country and Japan, a treaty that is the object of the mastermind’s latest scheme, for some reason, and he goes by overnight train. Evil henchmen unhook his car from the rest as they roll through a tunnel, it conveniently being the last one on the train, and he wakes up and realizes the danger just in time to see another train come zooming through. The female agent hears about the accident and races to the scene, managing to get into the wreckage and find her beloved actually outside the smashed train car, under rubble. Plan after plan by the secret service gets foiled by internal espionage, and finally the female agent is put in custody of the evil organization, along with 326’s right hand man. 326 has to get them out of a death trap in the mastermind’s bank, besides finding the mastermind himself. They manage to do find the secret lair, barely, through clouds of gas that were meant to suffocate the prisoners and keep the police and secret agents busy while the mastermind made his escape. He appears through most of the film in a wheelchair, but looks like he’s going to leap out of it to attack somebody in more than one scene. It’s actually no surprise when he does get up and walk away from his prisoners towards the end. And naturally he gets captured, when 326 realizes he has yet another job as a clown - who is an “undercover” agent for his own agency to boot! They go to the clown’s performance and stand stonily in the crowd, guns visible in holsters, while the clown pretends to shoot balloons and other things with a pop gun. Except he also shoots at a couple of officers before he realizes he’s surrounded, so maybe it’s a real gun after all? And when he sees that there’s no escape, he shoots himself in the head and yells, “Curtain!” while the crowd applauds enthusiastically. It’s a damn weird ending.
Das Testament des Dr. Mabuse/El testamento del Dr. Mabuse/The Testament of Dr. Masbuse is also a Fritz Lang film, but from a few years later. This one is a talky. It’s also a police thriller, based on a novel, and a sequel to a movie I have not seen. Dr. Mabuse is a mad genius, so mad that he has been confined to a mental hospital where he incessantly writes out instructions for committing crimes. Some of them are run-of-the-mill robberies, but there are also what are basically terrorist attacks. The whole point of Mabuse’s activity is to instill fear and destroy hope in the populace. He’s something of a prototype for Christopher Nolan’s Joker. Although he’s locked up, somehow his plans are being leaked to a criminal gang and the police want to know how, dammit. The police commissioner is taking the case rather personally, since a young man he sponsored for the force has been driven mad by what he has discovered about the gang. They find Mabuse’s name scratched into the glass of the man’s apartment and talk to the head of the hospital, only to discover that Mabuse has died the night before. Another doctor from the hospital is gunned down in his car, which leads the commissioner to talk to the head of the hospital again. The doctor is acting more and more suspiciously, but there’s nothing to connect him directly to any of the criminal activity. He does see Mabuse in spirit, but you might think he’s just hallucinating due to overwork and stress, or is one of those people who go into psychiatry to solve their own problems. One of the gang members is getting tired of his life of crime, however. He has fallen in love and wishes he could go straight to give his girlfriend a more stable life. Like any gang, though, it’s much tougher to get out than in, and the other members lock both of them in the “meeting room” where they receive instructions from an unseen man behind a curtain. It turns out there is only a cutout silhouette and a loudspeaker on a table behind that curtain, and no way out of the room, that has a hidden explosive somewhere. In desperation, with no way to break out, the repentant criminal cuts open a water pipe, hoping the water will protect them from the explosion, which might blow a hole in a wall for them to escape before they drown. The hole actually ends up in the floor, all the water rushes out, and the pair follow it, ready to run to the police. The commissioner has captured some of the gang and works it out so the doctor has to come to the station to recognize them. None of them recognize each other, but when the other one shows up and says his name, the doctor reacts. He then says he only repeated the name because the commissioner said it, which is still kind of weird, but no proof. He returns to the hospital and the ex-criminal goes with the commissioner to see if they can catch him doing something. They go into his office when the ex-criminal recognizes his recorded voice as that of his former boss, plus they find the plans to blow up a chemical factory and cause terror. They are too late to stop the attack from happening, but they manage to catch the doctor watching from the woods and they chase him back to the hospital, where he gets into the room where the commissioner’s protegé is, where Mabuse himself once was, and the doctor begins to tear up the plans that Mabuse had left behind for him.
Saturday, September 17, 2016
enough cinnamon for you?
| Greetings from Hell! |
Supplier: The Beer Garden
Price: €4
