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A Little Too Much Weekend

So I’m a little run-down today. It was a long weekend for me. Working both days in addition to keeping a full drinking schedule can wear you out. Friday night was at Bailey’s Pub & Grille in Ballston Common. They’ve put a very interesting line of taps on, including Bell’s Two-Hearted Ale, Dogfish Head 60 Minute IPA and Stone Arrogant Bastard Ale. i myself very much enjoyed the ‘Large’ glasses of Bastard.

Saturday night I had a couple friends over for the UFC event. The fridge was a murderer’s row of beers with Bell’s HopSlam, Dogfish Head Burton Baton, Oskar Blues Dale’s Pale Ale, Ten Fidy and Gordon, Bear Republic Racer 5 and some of the new Clipper City ale (more on that when it arrives). Needless to say, Sunday was not a good day.

Beers of the weekend: Dogfish Head 60 Minute IPA on tap, HopSlam and the Arrogant Bastard on tap.

This week’s column should be up tomorrow. I’ll link to it as soon as it’s up.

Cheers,

The Beermonger

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The Beermonger Review: I’m an Arrogant Bastard (and you should be too)

They say a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single sip.

Ok, so they don’t say that, but I do. In fact, I just did. It was about ten years ago ( I won’t say how old I was exactly; I’ll just encourage young people everywhere not to drink illegally). I went to visit my best friend in Tucson. At this time I was but a novice Beer Geek: Aware of better beers but not exclusive. I’ve always managed to find an interest in the finest of all crafts, be it in music, art, writing, or beer. I was already a regular Sierra Nevada and Sam Adams drinker. I’d discovered the joy of Pete’s Wicked Strawberry Blonde. On this initial trip to Arizona (which I thoroughly enjoyed and have made myself a promise to live in for a couple years in this life) I enjoyed many new experiences. Most of those I won’t name here. Among those I will are pints and pool at the Red Garter, a 1/2 sandwich and bread bowl at Bisonwiches and Fat Tire Ale (more on Fat Tire in the near future).

At some point in my trip, my friend, knowing I was into good beer, told me there was something I needed to try. It was a beer from an at the time new brewery called Stone. That beer was Arrogant Bastard Ale. I don’t know what to say about that night except that Arrogant Bastard is the beer that got me into craft beer.

For the uninitiated, Arrogant Bastard is a full-on assault on the senses. It smells of bitterness, is bright angry red in color and tastes like sharp earthy goodness forcing you to wake up and know that the truth is out there. It literally changed my life. From then on, I went looking for the next, the new, the different.

I had an Arrogant Bastard tonight for the hell of it, knowing I was going to write about it. It’s still the same angry red. It’s not an IPA: Rather a strong ale, with an alpha acid hit that leaves you a slight bit cotton-mouthed. It coats the glass with a sporadic, ominous lace. The flavor is that of a different type of hop; earthy, almost smoky. There is enough malt to support the hoppiness, and enough hop to make you reconsider every beer you’ve ever had in your entire life.

I’m a comic book geek, and I read something in a book recently that definitely applies here: I’ve had bigger, I’ve had better (though not many), but you never forget your first. Arrogant Bastard was my first true craft beer experience, and after all these years it seems we just know each other better. Every move, every twist and turn. This is truly a beer for the ages.

Long live the Bastard.

’till next time,

The Beermonger