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CellarFest: Good Intentions, Good Beer, Bad Article

January 24th, 2010

I arrived early. I brought the notebook. I was prepared.

I was going to do a write-up on a beer event and do it the right way: taking notes and documenting every detail in beautiful prose that would bring me admiration from all who read it. Yes, that was the intent. Here is what really happened:

Bailey's CellarFest 2010

Bailey's CellarFest 2010

My insights are on the right and my friend Andy’s are on the left but as time went on we felt free to contribute to each other’s notes on the tap lists that are not at all suitable for note taking. As you can see we are brilliant and our comments should be held in the highest regard, especially the stuff about teenagers and my drawing of Robocop and how I feel vampires should look.

In short, CellarFest was pretty great.

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Obligatory Year-End Thingy

December 30th, 2009

Well, it is the end of 2009 and, as is customary at the end of any year, the media has thrown at us 2009 year in review after 2009 year in review. Recaps of the past year’s events fill almost every television station, every website and every newspaper. Covering everything from the year in celebrity gossip to the year in natural disaster gossip, these 365 day highlight reels come at us with almost punishing frequency. It is enough to make even the most patient of us want to scream out “No more!” and retreat to the farthest corner of the Earth to seek sanctuary from the onslaught of year-end media coverage. I for one have had just about all I can take of the “top 10s”, “best ofs” and “favorites” of 2009. They are nothing but cheap, lazy, pandering journalism. Anyway, here is the portlandbeer.org Favorites of 2009 article.

Now, it would be pointless to try and recap every festival, tasting or beer release that happened this year. I did not attend every beer related event in Portland, nor did I try every beer released this year by Portland breweries. To do so would take more effort and more money than I am able to invest in my craft brew hobby. Gaping holes would fill my year end review due to my inability to be there for everything that was reviewable. What I can bank on though, is the fact that the majority of you reading this drank quite a bit of Portland beer and attended many beer-centric events in this fair city and amongst all of us, every event was attended and every beer sampled. So, in hope that no favorite is left unmentioned, I pose to you, faithful portlandbeer.org reader, these four questions:

  1. What was your favorite Portland beer of 2009?
  2. What was your favorite beer related event of 2009?
  3. Which Portland brewery most impressed you in 2009?
  4. What was your favorite beer based memory of 2009?

Answer one or answer them all. One of the best parts about drinking beer is discussing beer and any input on what impressed you this year is welcome to the discussion. To get things started, here are the answers to these four questions from two fellows named Matt and one named Ian. The one named Ian is me.

Matt Wiater (portlandbeer.org show runner, often wears a hat)

52 Beers Group, Week 15: Moose and Squirrel, Laurelwood Brewing Co.
Moose and Squirrel Russian Imperial Stout.

What was your favorite Portland beer of 2009?
2007 Bourbon Barrel Cask Moose and Squirrel from Laurelwood. Technically, this beer was released in 2009, so I hope I can get away with this answer. Patience is the ultimate respect you can pay to the right beer. Letting it sit for two years in a barrel, in plain view, every day, takes a lot of willpower. In conjunction with varying amounts and types of malt, hops, and yeast, aging is another dynamic that can take a beer in a much different direction over time. Fading hops, blending malt flavors, and wood flavors leached from the barrel, can all add to a complex yet smooth creation. A surprise and quiet release of this aged beer on cask is just one example of what lurks in the dark corners of Portland.

What was your favorite beer related event of 2009?
Holiday Ale Festival. A mixture of different (mostly strong) beer styles, as well as a mixture of different (mostly strong) personalities makes for a great afternoon under a tent on a cold, rainy day in Portland. The early afternoon crowds consist of a lot of beer geeks using up a vacation day to drink and talk beer. All of the beers aren’t for everyone, but if you can’t find several outstanding offerings, you may want to ask yourself if you like beer at all.

Which Portland brewery most impressed you in 2009?
Cascade Brewing. Ron Gansberg and Curtis Bain have been somewhat quietly doing their own thing just over the West Hills. During the great onslaught of IPAs and DIPAs and other floral monsters making Portland synonymous with hoppy beers, Cascade Brewing was quite content at creating a mixture of fruit beers, sours, belgian-style beers, and barrel-aged beers. Well, not I guess they weren’t too content, since many of these beers were used in immensely complex blends such as Cuvee Du Jongleur, Bourbonic Plague, and Drie Zwarte Pieten. Cascade Brewing is always inventive and releases great beers all year long.

2009.06.13 -- Baltic and Imperial Porter Tasting at Upright Brewing
Baltic Porter Tasting at Upright Brewing.

What was your favorite beer based memory of 2009?
Baltic Porter Tasting at Upright Brewing. Beer is social. Hanging out with other people involved with the Portland beer scene–from drinkers, to writers, to brewers–is almost always a good time. Spending time in a newly opened Upright Brewing, tasting Baltic Porters from around the world, and hanging out with people who enjoy beer, is a great experience, not to be taken for granted.

Matthew DiTullo (Guy who makes videos about beer for BREWPUBLIC, wears hats less frequently)

What was your favorite Portland beer of 2009?
Bourbon Fred from the Wood. This year seemed to contain a lot of big releases from Hair of the Dog. Michael, Matt, Bob, and a handful of one offs (which may make their way into bottles). During Oregon Craft Beer Month, Alan Sprints hosted an open house at the Hair of the Dog Brewery. Portland was introduced to the “Four Freds.” The two standards, Fred and Fred From the Wood, as well as Bourbon Fred From the Wood and a Fred Flanders aged with a high bacteria yeast. The Bourbon Fred From the Wood was not only one of my favorite beers of 2009, but one of the best bourbon aged beers I’ve had. The Fred base seemed to mesh well with the oaky, vanilla, smooth and warming alcohol notes that the barrel aging applied. Man, would I kill to sip on another Bourbon Fred during these colder months.

What was your favorite beer related event of 2009?
Holiday Ale Festival. As with every year, I always look forward to the Holiday Ale Fest. I love big brews and this is one of the best showcases in the Northwest. You’ll find many great and unique Barleywines, Sours, Barrel Aged Beers, Imperial IPAs, Baltic Porters and more; all usually made especially for this event. You can’t beet the good company of fellow beer drinkers under the city lights and lit Christmas tree protected by a heated, cozy tent with some of your favorite brews.

2009.06.13 -- Baltic and Imperial Porter Tasting at Upright Brewing
Alex Ganum, Upright Brewing.

Which Portland brewery most impressed you in 2009?
Upright Brewing. Alex Ganum started this brewery at the beginning of the year in the Left Bank Project on NE Broadway. Within his less than a year of running he has established himself well within the beer community. Alex has been producing unique, farmhouse style beers inspired by those from Belgium and northern France. He uses a French Saison yeast that gives his beers a dry, refreshing edge and allows him to stand out from the rest of the hop bombs we find around here. His tasting room is a delight, where you can find one offs that are experimental as well as successful. One of my favorites was the Turkey On Rye, a rye malted saison aged in barrels with chocolate and dried, Turkish peppers.

What was your favorite beer based memory of 2009?
Not remembering the Barleywine and Big Beer Festival. Held during the weekend of my birthday this past March at the Lucky Lab on NW Quimby. Barleywines are my absolute favorite style, so I was super excited this was offered over my birthday. A wonderful variety of Barleywines, both fresh and vintage as well as Imperial Stouts, Belgian Quads and other Strong Ales. To cap it all off, after the fest we did a pub crawl in SE making it from The Morrison Hotel, to The Green Dragon, and ending at Roots Brewing. And to further cap off my birthday weekend a trip to Higgins was in order to enjoy a rare bottle of Hair of the Dog Cherry Adam From the Wood — Yum!

Me (Ian Seniff, portlandbeer.org contributor, enjoys the convenience of wearing hats)

What was your favorite Portland beer of 2009?
Bourbonic Plague. When I saw this on the list at Annibrew 2 at Bailey’s Taproom I was fairly skeptical. A sour porter did not seem like something I would have any interest in. However, after trying it my skepticism turned to elation. This was a huge eye opener for me as to what beers could be. Honestly, like nothing I had ever had before. My tongue had trouble trying to comprehend what was happening. That is why I had several tastings.

Portland Holiday Ale Festival 2009
2009 Holiday Ale Festival.

What was your favorite beer related event of 2009?
Holiday Ale Festival. I figured I would make it unanimous for HAF. The cheerful setting and excellent big brews made it the perfect end to my beer year. A close second was Annibrew 2 at Bailey’s Taproom but the fact that the Holiday Ale Fest was 5 days long put it on top. I was also lucky enough to attend the Belgian Brunch on the final day and got to try a beer made with weasel poo (Mikkeller’s Beer Geek Brunch Weasel).

Which Portland brewery most impressed you in 2009?
Cascade Brewing. So none of my answers are very creative, so what? Not only is Cascade a great Portland based brewery, but Cascade showed me this year that they are one of the finest breweries in the country. Cuvée Du Jongleur, Sang Royal, Sang Noir II, Vlad the Imp Aler, and Bourbonic Plague are some of the best beers I have ever had and from the looks of things, Cascade seems to have a dynamite 2010 ahead of them as well.

What was your favorite beer based memory of 2009?
Porno Sweatpants Fellow and general people watching at Bailey’s Taproom. Due to Bailey’s location and my desire to sit outside whenever possible, I have seen a variety of strange things this year at Bailey’s. Drifters and people just out of Mary’s Club are frequently enjoyable viewing fodder and the day that the Insane Clown Posse played the Roseland gave me the chance to see a variety of people all ages freakishly painted and in various states of shirtlessness wandering around while I enjoyed a cask conditioned IPA. Some even stopped in for a brew before the festivities. While all of this would be very interesting for a people watcher like myself, Porno Sweatpants Fellow was the ultimate sight to see. It was August 1st and I was in line for Annibrew 2 at Bailey’s. I had arrived about a half hour early in order to get a nice place in line as well as a seat at a table. As my friend and I patiently waited in the summer heat for the tasting to begin a man exited the convenience store across the street and began walking toward us. The man, weighing in at about 240 and no taller than 5′7″, mustachioed and with stubble galore, proceeded to remove his recent purchase from its black plastic home. He then opened it to the center-fold and inserted one hand down his rampantly stained sweatpants. As he passed us, and all 30 or so people in line, he gave a little head nod that suggested that he knew exactly what he was doing and he could care less what this line of beer enthusiasts thought about it. Porno Sweatpants Fellow then headed down Broadway and into our hearts. Good-bye, Porno Sweatpants Fellow. You are remembered fondly.

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Holiday Ale Festival 2009: Pretty Great

December 3rd, 2009
Portland Holiday Ale Festival 2009

In years past I have taken the Holiday Ale Festival for granted.  Sure, it has always had a phenomenal selection of beers and I always enjoy myself, but for some reason in my mind it was always overshadowed by the plethora of summer festivals.  I have often unfairly equated “summer” with “better” and this notion probably stems from my school days when summer actually meant something. Hundred degree temperatures and hay fever did not matter much as long as school was not in session.  However, now that I am firmly planted in adult life, summer is just that hot period that makes my back stick to things and when I feel a deep loathing toward children.   Luckily, with my season bias out of the way, this year I was able to enjoy the Holiday Ale Festival more than I ever have before.  After attending Wednesday, I can honestly say this may be the most satisfying beer festival Portland has to offer.

I began to enjoy myself from the moment I arrived.  Entering the giant tent in Pioneer Courthouse Square was like entering into that scene from The Muppet Christmas Carol where the creepy Ghost of Christmas Past takes Michael Caine to the fun and mildly wacky Christmas party being thrown by a bear.  Except there were no ghosts, bears, Muppets or Michael Caine.  And it wasn’t the Victorian Era.   Plus, the tent at the festival was heated with gas and in The Muppet Christmas Carol there were wood fires burning to keep the festivities heated.  Actually, aside from the holiday party feel of the festival, the Holiday Ale Festival shares minimal similarities to The Muppet Christmas Carol, or any other version of A Christmas Carol.  Well, unless there is a version of a Christmas Carol I don’t know about where a ghost takes Scrooge to a beer festival in the middle of present day Portland where he is able to sample over 45 big, warming beers from December 2nd to December 5th which, I am sure we can all agree, would be the best Christmas Carol ever.  In short, it was a festive atmosphere, something that is often missing from many festivals.

Portland Holiday Ale Festival 2009

Wednesday evening crowd.

What else is often missing from festivals, beer festivals that is, is the emphasis on the beer.  Luckily, the Holiday Ale Festival does not forget the “ale” in in the middle of it’s name.  Not only does it not forget it, it puts it on a pedestal made of diamonds and magic.  Those 45+ big, cold weather-thwarting beers our hypothetical Scrooge could try as he walked up and down the aisles range from Imperial Reds to Stouts to Barleywines to American Strong Ales, all of which are artfully crafted and none of which pander to the masses.  Everything seems to be special.  For example of this beer specialness, Cascade has created magic with their “Sang Noir 2009″, described as a “barrel aged sour ale” but should actually be described as a “seven barrel blend of awesome with a cherry finish that should have you thanking the lord that this beer exists”.  For another example, Full Sail has taken their Wassail, which is normally a fairly standard Winter Warmer, and combined it with their Imperial Porter aged for nine months in Makers Mark casks.  If you need a third example, this time one that completely embodies the words “holiday” and “ale” all at once, Fort George has brought North III to the Fest, a beer that was made using actual sugar plums, a fruit I assumed was made up entirely for The Nutcracker that I now know is very real.   North III is sweet, rich, and hits you in the face with holiday cheer.

While all of the above were absolutely fantastic, the highlight for me so far this year has been the 2009 Jim, a collaboration between Preston Weesner (that fellow who organizes the festival) and Hair of the Dog’s Alan Sprints.  Jim is a blended beer made with Hair of the Dog’s Fred From the Wood, Doggie Claws and Blue Dot IPA mixed with a German bock, an English brown ale and an American strong ale.  What makes Jim all the more special, and what made it the favorite in my eyes, was the amount of effort and love that went into this tribute to the late Jim Kennedy.  If you ever have the opportunity to hear Preston (that fellow who organizes the festival) speak about this beer and the man to whom this beer is a tribute, I suggest you listen.  I was lucky enough to have such an opportunity and am an thankful for it.  I would attempt to summarize his remarks on Jim, both the man and the beer, but I am just not that good of a writer.  All I can say is that Jim, the beer, is big on Doggie Claws and Blue Dot but sweet enough to fight the chill in the air.  If you were cold before tasting Jim, I can assure you that feeling will not last.

Portland Holiday Ale Festival 2009

Sip, write, sip. Sip, write, sip.

The only thing that pulled me away from the festival was this article’s deadline, because I want to be back Thursday promptly at 11:00 am to get my hands on yet another Cascade beer.  Unlike the Sang Noir 2009, this Cascade is a Baltic Porter and will only be pouring in limited quantities beginning at 11:00 am Thursday.  It is probably amazing and will only be pouring at the Holiday Ale Festival.  This is far from the only limited release beer at the festival.  Thursday’s specials include a barrel of Bayern Face Plant, a dark wheat bock, Da Grind Buzz Kona Coffee Imperial Stout and Ho Ho Homo Erectus, which is Walking Man’s imperial IPA aged in rum barrels.   For specials on following days you will have to subscribe to The Holiday Ale Festival’s feeds on either Twitter or Facebook which is where they will be announcing what will be tapping and when. So for all of you who secretly wanted a Facebook account but pretended like you didn’t, here is your chance to get one and save face. Seriously, do it, we can play FarmVille together.

Check out the rest of the photos here.

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A Night at Bailey’s Taproom

November 17th, 2009
Bailey's Taproom

Occasionally my job is horrible.  It is high stress and low pay and I often find myself wishing I had gotten a degree in something that would have given me a job inside a cubicle, locked away from the public who I increasingly disdain with every passing hour.  As my feet ache more and more from the constant standing and my capacity for dealing with inane questions reaches its breaking point, I am able to take solace in two things.  One, I have a job which is good for providing me the ability to pay for food and shelter and the occasional decorative plate set.  Two, Bailey’s Taproom exists and soon I will be there.

I have been frequenting Bailey’s for a little over a year now, about half as long as they have been open.  What began with casual once a month visits has blossomed to a twice a week love affair that shows no signs of going stagnant.   During the summer on Thursday evenings I was sure to be found sitting outside promptly at 4:00pm when they opened, book in hand enjoying a damn fine beer.  Now my perch has shifted inside but the frequency of my visits remains.  The only reason I have hesitated to even write this post is because I felt I wanted to keep Bailey’s as my own and I have ego issues that led me to believe I held any sort of influence on whether or not people would attend based on my writings—phenomenally informative and persuasive as they may be.

For those who do not yet know about Bailey’s, here is a little of what you can expect.  First and most obvious of all; the beer selection is fantastic.  With a heavy focus on Oregon and North West delights, Bailey’s never disappoints with their representation of numerous styles on their 20 taps and one beer engine.   Seeming never to repeat itself, the diverse selection lends itself to experimental sampling.   Just last Thursday I had a Gose from Cascade Brewing, a Vesuvius from Full Sail, followed by a Scottish Ale from Big Horse, capped off with a bourbon aged red from Roots.   I had never even heard of a Gose before, let alone tried one.  It was enjoyable but I had regrets about getting the 20oz.  If you are unable to find something appealing on tap which is essentially impossible (and only mentioned so that I can bring up their great bottle selection) Bailey’s has a great bottle selection.

Bailey's Taproom

A typical Wednesday night sight.

With such a wide range of frequently rotating beers, you would think it forgivable if the server came up less than knowledgeable on a beer here or there.  Luckily for me, a man who is incapable of forgiveness, the staff at Bailey’s is top notch in their beer knowledge.  They are also top notch in every other aspect of service.  I have never waited longer than 3 minutes to get a drink and I have never been met with anything other than a welcome greeting.  While my experience with efficient service may be because I have never been in on a busy Saturday night, I am sure even then the welcome attitude remains despite a wait that may exceed 3 minutes.  Friendly, knowledgeable, fast and happy to give samples, Bailey’s staff gives you the best service in town.

The service is complimented with a pleasantly simple atmosphere in which to enjoy your recently poured beverage.  The corner location at SW Ankeny and Broadway gives Bailey’s a unique floor plan which goes well with their minimalist design scheme.  The beer is poured from unadorned tap handles and the tap list is written on a dry erase board right behind them.  You can enjoy your beer from a table for two, table for more, love seat or chair surrounded by huge windows adorned at the bottom with an impressive bottle collection.  All of this creates a comfortable and enjoyable setting unmatched by other beer bars.  It is like your living room if your living room wasn’t filled with sadness and scabies.  That’s right, you have scabies.

Bailey's Taproom

The only bad thing is there is essentially no food at Bailey’s.  Basically there are chips and one time I think I saw someone with some olives or other tiny circular edibles.  However this is one of those bad things that is actually a good thing, like when your arm falls off and you find out there was gold inside your arm and you use the gold money to buy an awesome new cyborg arm.   You see, the fantastically marvelous Mexican restaurant Santeria will deliver their fantastically marvelous Mexican food right to your table at Bailey’s.  I suggest the pastor nachos as long as you have two friends with you who also enjoy nachos due to nacho largeness.   When not in the mood for massive stomach expansion, the tacos topped with pickled onions provide an excellent alternative.  With the outsourcing of food I am guessing that this keeps the service efficiency high as well as keeping drink prices fairly low ($4.50 for most 20oz glasses and 2.50 for most 10oz glasses).  That sounds possible right?

By now you get the picture: I like Bailey’s.  When people want to grab a drink somewhere, I suggest here first.  When I see that “In PDX for the weekend” post on the BeerAdvocate forums, I tell people to go here.  When I just want to sit and read a book and have a great beer, I go here.  Try it for yourself.  If you haven’t yet and I am sure you will agree…unless you are a Communist.

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Shine a Light: Art and Beer in One Convenient Package

September 17th, 2009


How do you make a night of local music, printmaking demonstrations, inanimate works of art being serenaded by minstrels, video installation viewing and endangered language preservation better? Well, much like everything else, you add beer. The answer of “adding dinosaur boxing” would have also been acceptable.

This Saturday (9/19) the Portland Art Museum will host a unique event entitled Shine a Light. From 6pm until midnight, for the cost of only 12 American dollars, you can experience all those things listed about and sample 3 art-inspired brews from Laurelwood, New Old Lompoc and Lucky Lab. And just to clarify what that means, brewmasters from each of the breweries were given a tour of the Portland Art Museum. During the tour they each selected a work of art to “inspire” the creation of a new brew. Then they will bring that beer to the Portland Art Museum where you will be able to taste it while witnessing children dressed like Erskine Wood walking around. Seriously, children will be dressed like Erskine Wood. Your guess is as good as mine on this one.

So on Saturday come to the Portland Art Museum, have a drink and feel free to say “hello” to yours truly. I will be the sad security guard who is unable to have fun or partake in art beer. Yep, I am a security guard.

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With the Sun Shining, Amnesia Can Be Unforgettable

April 29th, 2009
Amnesia Brewing
Paradise at Amnesia Brewing.

One of my favorite statements of all time is “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.” This is a quote from Kurt Vonnegut that is actually a quote from his uncle Alex. Vonnegut encourages us, as his uncle did, to make this statement whenever we notice we are happy. Depending on who you are, the moment that would warrant the utterance of this phrase will vary from something as simple as watching Kindergarten Cop to something as complicated as watching Ghost Dad. For me, the most recent event that made me recall those words was a very modest yet very enjoyable one. The sun was shining, I was in the company of friends and I was enjoying a finely crafted beer at Amnesia.

Just to let you know, I am a year round fan of Amnesia. At any point in time you can ask me if I would like to go there and my response will always be on the affirmative side of the yes/no answering system, except for that one time when I was on fire. I am fond of the no frills yet eclectic atmosphere of the place. A converted warehouse filled with picnic tables and simple sturdy oak furniture where the bar is the only thing that separates the customer from the brewing process is really my idea of a perfect place to enjoy a quality beer. And when I say quality, I mean quality. Both the Copacetic and the Desolation IPAs are phenomenal, the ESB is a must try for anyone who is skeptical about ESBs, and I cannot remember a seasonal that I did not pray to the heavens would remain a permanent fixture. Add to that a wonderful brewery smell–which I love–and one of the most delightful staff in the city. I find myself smiling ear to ear whenever I sit down with my pitcher of Desolation. It’s just about the nicest thing in the world.

That is until the rain stops, the sun emerges, the temperature rises and the garage door opens to the beer garden. After that, things get nicer.

Amnesia Brewing
Amnesia’s Wall of Beer!

While it is always possible to sit outside, there is something about that simple act of the garage door being opened wide that makes this place become whole. It turns Amnesia from a brew pub into a backyard Bar-B-Que, minus Uncle Charles taking his shirt off and rubbing his belly with suntan lotion while he talks to your girlfriend (who is meeting your family for the first, and last time) about the recent scheme he cooked up to make millions selling a device that makes it easier to peel bananas. Curse my wretched teenage years! Anyway, the aroma of grilled sausages and burgers replaces the yeasty indoor aroma and compliments the outdoor setting perfectly. The taste of these grilled delicacies is even better than the smell. Chatter comes from all directions and it seems like everyone hasn’t a care in the world. Mix in a couple of friendly dogs and an occasional impromptu “What beer are you having” conversation and the experience is complete. All of this provides a sense of comfort that makes the beer even better and I always find myself thinking, and occasionally stating, “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.”

Amnesia Brewing
Where the beer comes from…

So the next time the sun is shining and you feel like heading out to get a beer, I strongly suggest heading to Amnesia. With friends mingling, dogs a plenty and a sausage right off the grill, I dare you not to be happy while there. In fact, I double dare you. Physical challenge!

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Fire on the Mountain: Chicken Wings and Growler Fills

March 9th, 2009
Chicken Wing
I drew a chicken wing.

Has this ever happened to you?

You are sitting at home, pondering going to Fire on the Mountain for amazing chicken wings and high quality beer. Sadly, you have a problem. You rented 5 films, possibly Godzilla based, and today is the last day you have to watch them before you get nailed with those late fees. “That’s how they get ya’” your father once told you. Only now do you realize how right he was. Due to your hectic schedule as an investment banker or longshoreman, you put things off to last last minute far too often and now you are in a pickle. If you go to the restaurant and dine in, an hour of film viewing would be lost. If you get take out you would have to make a separate trip for beer, taking up so much of your valuable time.

“What do I do?!” you shout to no one in particular. You could stay up late watching the movies but that would make you tired the next day, affecting your banking or longshoring performance–and you know that you cannot put yourself above your work. You could just not watch a whole film, but you want to get your money’s worth. You could sign up for Netflix, making late fees a non-issue, but you are afraid of the mail ever since “the accident”. Time is running out, you need to decide.

In the end you decide to get the carryout, but you must painfully sacrifice the beer. Time is saved, your work will not suffer due to exhaustion, but the lack of beer makes the wings less satisfying . The scorch of the delicious Raspberry Habanero sauce cannot be quelled by a crisp ale. No chance of having that marvelous after dinner beer that puts a pleasant cap on the whole experience of eating spicy fried to perfection chicken wings. You just have a glass of water and wonder how you became a slave to time. Defeated, you continue your movie viewing curled into a fetal position, crying uncontrollably while a miniature Tokyo meets its demise, over and over again.

Well, dry those eyes, my friend. This situation never has to happen. You see, Fire on the Mountain now does growler fills allowing you to get your beer and fried goodness all in one easy trip. For thirteen bucks you have your choice of filling your 64 ounce jug with one of seven beers (They actually have eight taps but one is Rainier, which doesn’t count.) While seven may not seem like a lot of choices, the choices are always good and always changing. Local favorites from HUB, Amnesia, New Old Lompoc and Laurelwood can often be found in the mix along with quality beers from Walking Man, Ninkasi, Terminal Gravity and Double Mountain. In short, they have good beer.

So if your situation is similar to the one above or you just can’t stand people watching you while you eat, head on into Fire on the Mountain. There you can get your fried delicacies and hoppy malty beverages to go, enabling you to quickly return to the comfort of your own home. At home, you can rest easy knowing that no one will judge you for the ring of sauce around your mouth, that bizarre click of your jaw that occurs when you are chewing, or the napkin particles that stick to your fingers and inevitably end up glued to the pint glass. You can watch your Kaiju movies in peace, the convenience of beer and food to go all in one place has saved you much hardship and allowed you to rest easy.

Please note that Fire on the Mountain carryout services are not exclusively for bankers, longshoremen or shut-ins. In fact, many normal people get carryout from Fire on the Mountain for many different reasons. These reasons include picnics, parties or simple love of convenience, AKA laziness. Also note that if you get the El Hefe wings, you must drink two growlers worth of beer to extinguish the burning that will occur in your mouth.

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The Concordia Ale House is an Enabler

February 5th, 2009
Concordia Cup 2008
Concordia is hosting Beer Brawl II starting Feb 25th. Oregon vs Washington vs California. If only all competitions were this great. . . .

It is 2pm on Thursday and my friend Andrew and I are sitting at the Concordia Ale House. This is the earliest I have ever been in the establishment and it is the first time ever for Andrew. Formally The Pink Elephant, Concordia’s layout acts as a perfect gathering spot. Even though it is only 2 pm there is a light crowd gathered. This crowd consists of people taking late lunches, a group of professors from Concordia University who meet there every week, a few people in the game room, and, of course, a handful of beer enthusiasts. Strange hoots from pool players and Donkey Kong high score seekers in the game room are muzzled by the bar room banter and gentle tones of music coming through the speakers. The soft glow of the dining area is perfect for a group of old friends laughing around a table or a fervent reader bent on finishing a book while sipping on a pint. I am enjoying a nice Imperial IPA and thinking about how if this place wasn’t here, I am not sure my love of beer would be what it is. Actually, I am positive it wouldn’t be what it is. I am also thinking about The Empire Strikes Back and how it is the greatest movie ever.

It wasn’t until last year that I first made the venture to the Concordia at the request of my friend Marc Jordan. He had been pestering me for months prior to attend, but due to the fact that I have one tap room a stones throw away from my apartment and another an aerodynamic stone’s throw away, I was constantly putting off the rendezvous. I figured most taprooms/ale houses were pretty much the same, so why make the trip? It wasn’t until the Concordia began displaying his art that I was forced to give it a shot. You see, even though I am a selfish jerk, I like to pretend like I actually care about the achievements of other people. Good work, Marc!

What I was met with on that visit was quite impressive. I was greeted with 22 taps, eighteen of which I would later find out are constantly rotating. I am not sure exactly what was on tap but I knew it was not standard fare. I remember there were local brews from Amnesia, Lucky Lab and Laurelwood as well as a diverse selection of micros from California to Belgium. Using the sleuthing skills that earned me the title of “world’s greatest detective”, I determined that this beer was selected with the utmost care and this was a place I would be happy to frequent.

Fast forward to Thursday at 2pm and I am sitting with Concordia co-owner Jason Hohnstein asking him a mess of unorganized questions while Jason enjoys a popsicle. Jason is a large friendly fellow who co-owns the Concordia with his cousin Jerry Olson. When you talk to Jason you cannot help but see how much he enjoys and respects being a part of the beer culture in Portland without being the least bit pretentious. I lobby my hypothesis of the beer being selected very carefully at him which he meets with a simple response of “We try and get the best beer possible”.

This is quite an understatement when you consider these guys like beer enough to not only have those 22 taps and a fridge of more than 150 bottles that would make the local convenience store lower it’s head in shame, but there are special tappings of beer rarities that Concordia Ale House will gladly break even on or even take a loss on, just to get some of the sweet sweet rare nectar. With this abundance of variety, it would be useless to list what they had on tap yesterday because it will be different by the time you go in for a pint. This feature of the Concordia basically forces you to expand your beer horizons and increase your knowledge of beer. It creates beer enthusiasts. Jason admits some of this is due to absent mindedness. A beer that was enjoyed may not return for months due to it just being forgotten about amidst the constant shuffle of kegs but its absence makes room for a chance beer that may blow you mind.

Concordia Cup 2008
Picking Captains for the Beer Brawl II.

The Concordia is also a perfect example of a place that listens to its customers and occasionally will get a beer solely based on customer input. In fact, as we were talking a Sierra Nevada rep came in with a soon to be released IPA to be sampled. A few glasses were grabbed and Andrew and myself were treated to a taste along with the guys from Concordia. We put in our two cents and determined that this beer was decent but nothing special. At least that is what I determined and then I tuned out what everyone else had to say about it. Remember, I am a selfish jerk. Either way it seemed like our input was important and this added more to that lack of pretentiousness that I wrote of earlier. In fact, the Concordia actually encourages you to throw in your opinion with some of the greatest contests possible. Concordia shamelessly promotes brewer ego driven feuds through its signature Concordia Cup and Beer Brawls. With that being said beginning February 25 will be Beer Brawl II, a beer battle royale between three states: Oregon, Washington and California (Last year was only Washington and Oregon). In the competition beer lovers get a numerically marked sampler of the top beers from the aforementioned 3 states. They will then decide the cream of the crop based on taste alone. Who will win? Me and anyone else who will be stopping by to participate.

Non beer related greatness comes from Chef Aaron Lisle’s menu filled with the better-than-bar-food fare that is familiar to Portland with dinner specials running every 2 weeks. Catch the Saturday and Sunday Brunch from 9-2 and be sure to save room and bring a growler for beer-to-go. I tend to treat myself to the burger that has a fried egg on it because there is no greater combination than ground beef, friend egg and a bun.

After the egg burger and three delicious beers Andrew and I headed out into the night, happy, hoppy and better people thanks to the guys at Concordia Ale House.

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A Hoosier's First Musings on Portland Beer

January 12th, 2009
Three of my favorite things: porter, my wife and bending.

When visiting a new city, a person is going to almost instantly compare that city with their own. From gas prices to the climate to whether it’s called Carl’s Jr. or Hardee’s. It is inevitable. I do it, you do it, everyone does it. Remember every vacation you have ever taken, ever. I was in a Denny’s in Chicago and heard a woman exclaim “Boy these Chicago Denny’s sure is diff’rent!” Please note that this woman was wrong and that the only differences between Denny’s are the names of the surly, pissed off women serving you coffee–and the degrees of tackiness of the art on the wall. But I digress. The point is that comparing these places can lead us in many directions. When I compared my hometown of South Bend, Indiana to Portland, the direction I was lead was west. That means I moved. West. To Portland.

The visit that led to my decision to move to Portland was a pretty great trip. I liked the fact that there were art galleries and quality food everywhere. I liked the surrounding pockets of nature, and I got a kick out of the thought of seeing a mountain daily. In addition, the people were amazingly friendly. Downtown alone, I had at least eight people with clipboards ask me how my day was going or if I wanted to save the Earth. They were mad when I answered that I didn’t want to save the Earth and then got into my H2 and hit that tree for kicks, but it was still nice to be asked. The job market wasn’t too hot but I was an Art History major in college so it wasn’t like I would be getting a job anyway. However, it was only after the move that I discovered the part of Portland that would become my main point of interest: Beer.

Now, before I get into this let me preface it with an example of what beer is like in Indiana. When one goes to a restaurant they usually have 4 or 5 choices. Two of those contain the term “Bud” and the others are usually a cheaper version of a “bud” beer and one of the following: Sam Adams, Killian’s, Honey Brown or Blue Moon. In Portland’s Fred Meyer, where you see Deschutes and BridgePort, the Kroger’s of South Bend would have those four I just listed and maybe Goose Island or something similar. Craft breweries existed but were few and far between. Basically, you could get a quality beer, it just was not as convenient. And if you compared the cultures surrounding beer in Indiana to the culture surrounding beer in Portland, it would be like comparing the New York Yankees with a slow pitch softball team that has a lot of hustle but lacks teamwork, respectively.

So with that being said, when I first settled in town I didn’t think too much about the beer since beer was just a drink, not a hobby. It was nice getting a good 22oz. bottle of IPA from a gas station or a quality six pack every week but that was about the extent of it. Then, week by week, things began to change. Having the amount of selection Portland offered led to wanting to try everything, which led to trips to Belmont Station with friends, which in turn led to many philosophical and critical talks about beer. Restaurant choices depended on what they had on tap not just the quality of food. I started to wonder why and how this happened. During my time here I have heard Portland called “the microbrewery capital of the world” on several occasions. I have seen people spit venom over the idea of drinking Hamm’s (seriously, like a snake.) I have been to tappings that seem more like rock concerts. I have seen the term “Snob” be applied in a (mostly) positive manner. I have seen heated arguments over the merits of one beer vs. another. I have never seen a city take so much pride in its beer. I have asked several people why it came to be that Portland has this thriving beer culture and it seems like everyone has a different answer. I have also written a lot of sentences that begin with “I have”.

Maybe I am thinking too much about it. In fact, I know am. Maybe I am just looking a gift horse in the mouth. Either way I am going to continue to ask and question, and answer questions, and write about the answers to the questions that I asked. Oh, and drink.

Thanks for reading this introduction. Next time I will write something more substantial. Cheers!

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