Friday, April 10, 2009

Who the hell wants to go to Delaware?

“Delaware!? What’s in Delaware?”

This is the typical response I received after inviting my friends on a four and a half hour trip to our nation’s first state. After their intrigue/astonishment/disgust would pass (most people I know have an innate distrust of states that are not New York) I would inform them that Rehoboth Delaware is home to the Dogfish Head Brewery, purveyor of the nation’s most unique and interesting beers. After months of trying to get anyone to join me on my beerventure, a good friend of mine agreed to make the trip.

Until recently I’ve been more curious about the exotic ingredients and obscure recipes used by head brewer Sam Calagione than actually drinking the stuff. I started to change my tune after I heard Sam speak during a beer and cheese pairing at last year’s American Craft Beer festival in Boston. More recently, a beer dinner at the Park Slope restaurant Palo Santo turned me on the amazing affinity Dogfish brews have for food. A trip to the source of all these unique flavors was unavoidable.

After sitting in three states worth of traffic, we arrived at Dogfish Head with twenty minutes to spare before the tour began. While my friend sought out the restrooms I settled down at the bar and was about to speak with a waitress when I saw Sam Calagione stomping around in a large barrel in a small back room.

“An Indian IPA,” the waitress told me. “Made with curry, cumin and all sorts of Indian spices.”

Whoa. Already my mind was blown. Dogfish really blurs the already indistinguishable line between food and beer. I made a mental note to keep track of this IPA and asked the waitress where the tour starts. She sadly informed me that I was seated at the Restaurant and Brewpub, not the brewery itself. Besides the distillery upstairs the only brews being made there were small batches of possible future styles. After scribbling down a few directions and waiting for my friend to finish relieving himself, we backtracked our way to the actual brewery located in Milton.

Following the shark signs into an industrial looking complex surrounded by townhouses, we found the entrance to the brewery. Dogfish is undergoing an extraordinary amount of renovation and expansion in order to better meet the demand for their beer. While they make it twenty-five of the fifty states, Dogfish is meeting only half of the demand for their brews. The renovations are intended to increase production and create a more welcoming environment for beer lovers that include an on-site restaurant and bocce courts.

Once the tour was finished and I stood in admiration of the 10,000 gallon palo santo tank, a loopy, bespectled fellow began pouring us beers and chatting. After a few samplings that included a delicious mix of 90-Minute IPA and Palo Santo, he poured me a Midus Touch (a mead/beer recreated from the remnants of a drinking vessel excavated from the tomb of Midus) and began describing his late night culinary creations and a skit he acts out with a buddy called “Whose Got the Munchies?” After listening in disbelief about a few of his “recipes” we finished up our samples and ventured back to the restaurant.

A seat at the bar of the Dogfish Head Brewings & Eats Pub is probably the best way to really understand what Dogfish Head is all about. I have gotten a sense of Sam’s personality from hearing him speak and seeing him personally pour beers on several occasions, but the atmosphere of camaraderie and fun that permeates the restaurant and his beers is unmatched by any other brewery I have visited. Over the course of a long, indulgent evening of eating and drinking, I was able to speak at length with current Dogfish brewers who rebuked my remarks about their homemade spirits looking “sketchy”, local homebrewers who helped Sam and company found the brewery and a couple of out-of-towners who just came to check out the beers. Every single person I met had nothing but good things to say about Dogfish and the sense of community the brewery has brought together. The first Thursday of the month brings together a Brew Club that has been meeting for over fifteen years and the individuals with whom I chatted gave me insight into the heart and soul of Dogfish Head: delicious and drinkable fun. It really is a motley crew of creative professional brewers, casual drinkers and locals who want to enjoy a fresh pint, mingle and joke around. After a bottle of beer based on an ancient Chinese recipe, a couple of free rounds and one too many pizzas, we closed down the bar and went to walk off the lasting effects of 120-Minutes IPA.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Looking for a night out?

Belgian Night in NYC
Saturday,April 18, 2009 05:00pm - 08:00pm
Price: $55

Join CityDusk and Ale Street News for a little taste of Belgium without leaving the city!

Who: CityDusk and Ale Street News

When: Saturday, April 18, 2009 5-8pm

Where: Meet at Hop Devil Grill/Belgian Room: 129 St. Marks Place

Our night begins at 5pm at the Hop Devil Grill/Belgian Room on St. Marks. We will meet up with Justin Lloyd, our host for the evening, and cozy up to the bar, relax and enjoy the tastes of Antwerp and Brussels via a couple of Belgian and Belgian-American beers.

After we whet our appetites from one of the 30 top-notch brews on tap, we'll head over to East Village Tavern on Avenue C at 6pm. Once inside, the fine folks from Ale Street News will fill our heads with stories from their annual trips to Belgium and fill our glasses with more delicious suds. While we discuss the finer points of our ales, the chef at East Village Tavern will prepare us Belgium's most famous dish-mussels and frites. We can wile away the time like true Walloons, sipping beer after beer and digging into heaping bowls of mussels. Once the last glass has been emptied, we will end the night with one of Belgium's ridiculously delicious chocolates and venture into the streets of New York City, stuffed, happy and pretty tipsy.

Ticket Price: $55

Total Value at Hop Devil/Belgian Room w/tax+tip = $20

Total Value at East Village Tavern w/tax+tip = $50

Ale Street News tales & tutorials = CityDusk original

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Screw K-Rod! Which Way to Shake Shack?

Being a Mets fan, you can imagine how excited I am for Citi Field to open. Unlike the diehard Shea Stadium fans that constantly pummel me with anti-Citi Field diatribes, I am looking forward to the new ballpark. After weeks of articles describing every nook and cranny of Citi Field and its cuisine, I came across this article investigating the food economics of the park.

Whether or not the Mets will give me another miserable season, I can be happy knowing that the price for a beer will be significantly less. A can of Bud is down from $7.50 to $6, a drop 20%.

Thankfully, there will be more than Bud available. In fact, there will be many beers exclusive to Citi Field. Most notably represented will be Brooklyn Brewery. In addition to the Brooklyn-made Shackmeister beer available at Shake Shack, Garret and his boys have created special brews for Blue Smoke (Blue Smoke’s Original Ale), El Verano Taqueria (Sabroso Ale) and from what I hear there will be a Witbier for the Frites stand.

At least if the Mets blow it again I can drown my sorrows on sight.

Viejito Old Ale

Once I start brewing again I am going to create an Old Ale or Barleywine called Viejito Old Ale. It will be big, hairy and delicious, just like my grandfather’s current beard.


Hopefully Viejito will be able to induce that glasses-falling-off-face look.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

For One Second...Put Down the Fork

After work today I cracked open a bottle of Oatmeal stout and started chomping down a few oatmeal chocolate chips cookies that were sent my way as a gift. I’ve been reading Michael Pollan’s The Omnivore’s Dilemma lately and came across a line that I find very poignant:

“The pleasures of the table begin with eating…but they can end up anywhere human talk cares to go. In the same way the raw becomes cooked, eating becomes dining.”

There is a very distinct difference between eating and dining; one satisfies a physical need while the other satisfies a social one. Although eating—and being full—can be understood rather easily, there is no scale to measure the pleasure that a good meal and good company can bring.

Perhaps it was because I was dining on my cookies and beer alone, but this line really hit home. I see far too many people shoveling down food just to satisfy their bodily cravings without enjoying the presence of the person sitting across the table. Enjoy your company, people. Take a second to think about feeding more than your stomach.



Saturday, March 28, 2009

Save the Date

Mark your calendars for Saturday, April 18th for a Night in Belgium, NYC style! I’ll post more details in the next few days but I can tell you it will involve several delicious beers, a few mussels and a chocolate or two!