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Usually when I head to the bottle shop I grab a six pack of the staple diet (Beck's or Lowenbrau), and a couple of stubbies of something different.

Usually the "something different" turns out to be a pale imitation of some other imported beer, but over the last two weeks I've found a few gems among the many bottles of swill.

Mt Macedon Ale : brewed at Woodend, an hour north of Melbourne, using spring water from the nearby Macedon ranges. Has a nice honey taste to it, and is sensational served ice cold. Doesn't smell like beer, has a really natural and not artificial taste to it. Around $3 a stubbie.

Supershine : brewed by Grand Ridge in Mirboo North, Gippsland. Another beer with a honey-type tang to it, this one clocks in at 11% alcohol volume. Most extra strength beers (over 7%) taste like absolute cats pi$$ but this one is an exception. The $6 price tag is a put off which will stop it turning to a regular (and addictive) habit, but it goes nicely as the oddity to complement the six pack of Beck's.

Anyone else got a few peculiar favourites?
 
I have my staples, and I too like to get experimental looking for something else which might prove worthy. You have to be careful in these situations as there so many independent micro-breweries making pretense at quality, that you can easily be burned. I try the new beers first. That way, if the "something different" ends up tasting like some disgusting fluid leaking from a long-dead corpse, I can rinse it down the sink and start in with the staples.


The other day, I was in an import store - not my regular - buying a twelver each of Warsteiner and Czech Pilsner Urquel (these are the aforementioned staples). Because of this, the store guy correctly figured me for an import sort and decided to push a sale on me. He was clearly no good at this as his pitch ran like this, "Do you wanna buy some beer that has **** floating in it?" I said, "No."

Then he produces a bottle, largish size and reasonably cool looking. Being a guy, I was immediately intrigued by the 'cork' which was a puzzle of ceramic and wires. Getting into the thing for a drink was going to be like solving a detective mystery. I knew I wanted it. The "****" floating in it was yeast. Apparently, the final fermentation process took place within the bottle itself.

I was initially cautious because it had a name like "Sheableuvoi" or something like that. Suspiciously French. Any country which cannot put together a decent armored maneuver force cannot make beer (sounds like a generalization but it's not. Freaking rule of thumb). As it turned out, the stuff was made in Belgium. I was willing to give it a go. Not entirely French, not entirely German, and as stated - the bottle and capping system was cool.

Then the guy tells me it's nine bucks a bottle. I'll wait while that sinks in.





Yup, nine bucks. Proud of the stuff, aren't they? I knew I had to buy two bottles. I wasn't going to drink a bottle of nine dollar beer (with **** floating in it) by myself. This was going to be a shared experience. I had a friend over for a night - of what I'm sure you would agree - highly important, scientifically oriented....drinking. We displayed keen analytical skills unraveling the cork problem. Clever bastards the Belgians are, they were no match for the two of us bent on getting this into our bladders in rapid fashion.

The stuff was awful. Horribly sweet like the "upscale" beer possibly chosen by a yuppie who is breaking himself of his normal habit of some girlie fruit berry concoction as made by the Seagrams Co or possibly Jack Daniels. A know-nothing lawyer or CEO type sitting in his lounge proffering up pure crap, winking and offering a 'knowing' smile, and with his most annoying faux wealthy accent stating, "You, my guest are now drinking the good stuff." That's the kind of naked emporer who would drink this stuff. Go **** yourself you ****less twit fairy. No problems with the yeast.

Good topic, Darky. Peace,

Mooster
 

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Originally posted by Mooster7
I have my staples, and I too like to get experimental looking for something else which might prove worthy. You have to be careful in these situations as there so many independent micro-breweries making pretense at quality, that you can easily be burned. I try the new beers first. That way, if the "something different" ends up tasting like some disgusting fluid leaking from a long-dead corpse, I can rinse it down the sink and start in with the staples.


The other day, I was in an import store - not my regular - buying a twelver each of Warsteiner and Czech Pilsner Urquel (these are the aforementioned staples). Because of this, the store guy correctly figured me for an import sort and decided to push a sale on me. He was clearly no good at this as his pitch ran like this, "Do you wanna buy some beer that has **** floating in it?" I said, "No."

Then he produces a bottle, largish size and reasonably cool looking. Being a guy, I was immediately intrigued by the 'cork' which was a puzzle of ceramic and wires. Getting into the thing for a drink was going to be like solving a detective mystery. I knew I wanted it. The "****" floating in it was yeast. Apparently, the final fermentation process took place within the bottle itself.

I was initially cautious because it had a name like "Sheableuvoi" or something like that. Suspiciously French. Any country which cannot put together a decent armored maneuver force cannot make beer (sounds like a generalization but it's not. Freaking rule of thumb). As it turned out, the stuff was made in Belgium. I was willing to give it a go. Not entirely French, not entirely German, and as stated - the bottle and capping system was cool.

Then the guy tells me it's nine bucks a bottle. I'll wait while that sinks in.





Yup, nine bucks. Proud of the stuff, aren't they? I knew I had to buy two bottles. I wasn't going to drink a bottle of nine dollar beer (with **** floating in it) by myself. This was going to be a shared experience. I had a friend over for a night - of what I'm sure you would agree - highly important, scientifically oriented....drinking. We displayed keen analytical skills unraveling the cork problem. Clever bastards the Belgians are, they were no match for the two of us bent on getting this into our bladders in rapid fashion.

The stuff was awful. Horribly sweet like the "upscale" beer possibly chosen by a yuppie who is breaking himself of his normal habit of some girlie fruit berry concoction as made by the Seagrams Co or possibly Jack Daniels. A know-nothing lawyer or CEO type sitting in his lounge proffering up pure crap, winking and offering a 'knowing' smile, and with his most annoying faux wealthy accent stating, "You, my guest are now drinking the good stuff." That's the kind of naked emporer who would drink this stuff. Go **** yourself you ****less twit fairy. No problems with the yeast.

Good topic, Darky. Peace,

Mooster

Haha what an awesome post... I'm enthralled, at your artistic and linguistic prowess.

You must be stoned, surely? They say it increases your artistic senses..?
 

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