As you should know by now, Iron Hill is opening its third Delaware location in Rehoboth Beach, and as you might expect, they need people to help them bring their food and beers to the masses. To that end, Iron Hill is hosting job fairs for anyone who might be interested. Details are in the press release below:
Iron Hill Brewery & Restaurant to Host Job Fair April 18 – 29
Iron Hill Brewery & Restaurant’s 14th location, the third in their flagship state of Delaware, is currently looking to fill approximately 100 year-round, front and back of the house positions, ranging from servers to line cooks at their Rehoboth Beach location expected to open in May. Job seekers can learn more about career opportunities during a job fair hosted by the Rehoboth management.
Iron Hill team members enjoy ongoing training and career development, complimentary home brewing supplies, paid time off, medical/dental/vision/prescription plans, 401K with employer match, comp cards and 50% off dining benefit plus many more benefits including opportunities for advancement.
Located right on Coastal Highway and across from the popular Tanger Outlets, the restaurant features a craft kitchen and on-site scratch brewery, allowing the team of talented chefs and brewers the creativity to pair the freshest ingredients with the highest quality grains and hops.
I try to keep up on the new label art that comes out of Delaware breweries (and sometimes local favorites outside Delaware) but I’ve never done a post like this before.
You see, not only are bottle/can labels available, but keg labels as well. Now, I don’t normally share these because there’s rarely anything to them, usually just a ring shaped label with some words and a box checked indicating what beer is inside.
But I thought for the fun off it, I’d share some of these recent keg labels along with some new label art that will soon be arriving at your favorite brewery/liquor store. In fact, you might have seen a few of these already as I’ve been hording some of these for quite some time.
First, let’s spread some love to the non-beer folks by starting with a beautiful array of label art for wines and meads from the folks over at Brimming Horn Meadery.
Next up is a couple of labels from Painted Stave Distilling, the corn whiskey with the mesquite and apple wood smoked malts sounds interesting.
Time for some beer, first up, Mispillion River with a keg label for Dank Lord IPA (I told you these keg labels usually weren’t all that exciting) followed by their new label art for Weiss City, a Berliner Weisse brewed with mangoes and oranges.
Next, let’s look at a couple of things from Dogfish Head, keg labels for Firefly Ale (which should be no stranger to DFH fans), Unencumbered Antelope (saison brewed with cantaloupe and cucumber), In Your Mace (which DFH describes as “a coffee milk stout brewed with cinnamon verum chips from the Zanzibar Islands, mace spice, milk sugars, coffee, chicory and most importantly … chili oils, the active ingredient in Mace Brand (yep, the pepper spray).”), and new label art for the tasting room exclusive Viniferous, another attempt to win over the wine/beer hybrid fans. The beer is hopped with Hallertau Blanc, Huell Melon, and El Dorado while containing fermented Riesling and Viognier grape must.
And finally, a few keg labels from 3rd Wave Brewing, Surf School, a New England Style IPA and Juice Box a Berliner Weisse.
The other night my daughter and her friend were over for dinner. Whenever the girl visits from school the go to meal is usually cavatelli and broccoli, a simple dish that luckily also calls for bacon and parmesan cheese – because broccoli, is….well, broccoli.
When it was time to put in the broccoli, I placed a two bags of frozen chopped in our usually reliable microwave, pushed the defrost button and turned my back to continue to pull the dish together. The next thing I know my daughter was saying with an emphatic tone, “Dad, your microwave is on fire!”
I quickly turned to find that although there was indeed cause for alarm my daughter’s statement did not properly convey the situation that was unfolding. Because, although the microwave was dutifully going about its business, the receptacle it was plugged into be like…
I personally believe it was the microwave showing its displeasure at having to defrost broccoli. I might be wrong about that. I just know from past experience that broccoli can mess some shit up which is why little kids won’t touch the stuff. They know. Their survival instincts are uncanny.
So, the microwave was unplugged, the receptacle checked for issues, marked for replacement, and calm was restored in the household.
The next night I wanted popcorn. Believing popcorn to be more agreeable to the microwave than broccoli (and having not swapped out the receptacle yet), I moved stuff around on the kitchen counter so I could plug the microwave into another receptacle. When I pressed the popcorn button the fan and the carousel worked fine, but as soon as the magnetron kicked on, the kitchen lights be like…
At this point I believed that the microwave was indeed putting out some “demonic spirit” type vibe as my knowledge of the electrical wiring in the house assured me that the light and the receptacle are not on the same circuit. I might be wrong about that. I just know that demonic spirits can mess some shit up which is why dogs won’t go near them. They know. Their survival instincts are uncanny.
Realizing I only had one option open to me, I unplugged the microwave and stood there in silence. I’d had this microwave for a very long time and it had always proven to be a trusted and faithful servant (its defrost function was on point!), but once demonic spirits get into your microwave there is little you can do.
No, once your microwave has been infested with demonic spirits the only option left to you is to fill the inside with salt and sage, and bury it on holy ground during a full moon. I might be wrong about that. I just know that improperly interred demonic spirit infested microwaves can mess some shit up which is why school lunch ladies won’t go near them. They know. Their survival instincts are uncanny. And always drive back to your house using a circuitous route so that the angry spirits cannot follow you back and infest your new microwave.
Exorcism? Yeah, you could try that, but always make sure you check with your Demonologist and Master of the Black Arts before hand…
Empty stomach? Yeah, well I could take care of that with some popcorn or a Celeste’s Frozen Pizza, but in case you haven’t been keeping up, my microwave is…..Oh, you mean beer! Well, luckily I had that covered with Big Oyster Brewery’s DANG! IPA. Let’s taste.
THEM: BOB lists DANG! as a New England/West Coast crossover of the seasonal variety and describes it thusly on their website, “Dang! is one of our most popular beers. Brewed with flaked wheat and dry hopped three times for a pronounced citrus, fruity aroma.” DANG! Clocks in at 5.8%ABV.
BUZZ: Ratebeer (3.6/5 – only one rating), Beer Advocate (3.86/5), Untappd (3.8/5)
DE AVAILABILITY: Selected fine beer outlets.
ME: Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve probably worked through four of five 4-packs of this beer. That’s right, DANG! comes in the devil-witchery packaging that is the 4-pack. But, since it is a 4-pack of 16-oz cans, we’ll cut some slack here.
Dang! is a pretty beer, as long as you don’t mind some haze (and you shouldn’t), pouring a golden hue with hints of orange dancing in the light. The nose is stuffed with all kinds of hoppy aromas like tropical fruits, citrus and earthy notes. The flavor doesn’t stray from the hops very far, although there is a touch of caramel tucked in there and when the beer warms up a bit I almost get an iced tea vibe from it, but that just might be my palate playing tricks.
But it’s the hops that are definitely front and center here, with more tropical fruits, citrus and herbal goodness. Surprisingly, DANG! doesn’t finish as big and bitey on the back end as you might expect (although Tracey would probably disagree).
All in all, Big Oyster’s DANG! fits the New England/West Coast crossover description fairly well and if hoppy beers, and/or the recent New England IPA craze are your thing, one you should probably try while it’s still available.
It’s that time of year again for our annual pilgrimage down to Max’s Taphouse in Fell’s Point, Maryland to part take in their annual Belgian Beer Festival.
This three-day event brings people from all over to experience the best in Belgian Beerassery that one bar can manage to pull together. But with something like 140 taps, casks, plus more bottles than you can hold a tasting glass under, Max’s Taphouse is no ordinary bar.
We’ll be heading down on Thursday night as usual, to enjoy some of the other places the Point has to offer, plus enjoying a few beers a Max’s for what we’ve dubbed “the calm before the storm”, that time Thursday night when Max’s is switching over for the next day’s event and only has maybe 10-12 taps open for that night’s customers.
Friday will be the big day for us however, as we enjoy a little “line life” then (hopefully) get are normal seats at the back bar to drink our fill of beers that not only can’t we pronounce, but we’re not likely to see again anyways. Well until next year. And since you don’t know when a certain beer will be tapped, running down the list before hand looking for standouts can be hit or miss as well.
No, with Max’s the usual beer festival scheming just doesn’t seem to work for me. In fact, when it comes to the massive beer list at one of Max’s Belgian Festivals I believe Leonard Snart (AKA Captain Cold) from The Flash, has the best approach….
Below is all the info you need for the event. Some things to stress: There is no charge to get into the event, beers are pay as you go. It used to be that if you opened a tab (they will keep your card) at any bar it was good anywhere within the establishment. Last year they changed it so that you had to open a tab at each bar you bought a beer at. This was kind of inconvenient.
Also, the young man watching the stairs that lead to the upstairs bar was doing his job a little too well last year. When tDoB co-founder Chuck came down stairs to check things out, he was told he wasn’t allowed back upstairs until someone else came down. Since his party (including his wife) and all his things were upstairs, Chuck found this, in true DoB words – vexing.
Below is the general beer list. For more info including special offerings and tastings, head on over to Max’s website.
Feb 16-18, 2018
11am-2am each day
No Entrance Fee
Over 200 Beers on draft and over 250 bottles
Plus a full Belgian Inspired food menu
SOUR DAY 2018 Feb 19, 2018
Over 60 drafts and over 60 bottles
No Entrance Fee
SPECIAL POP UP BAR
Friday Feb 16-Sun Feb 18
Blackberry Farms & Friends
ON DRAFT Blackberry farms Super Saison
Blackberry farms Classic
Blackberry farms Hoppy Wheat
Blackberry farms Steps to Nowhere
BOTTLES/CAN FOR SALE RAR-TBA
Blackberry farms Brett Saison 18 2017
Blackberry farms Flanders 2017
Blackberry farms Brett Saison 2016
Blackberry farms Brett Saison 2017
Blackberry farms Triple 2016
Blackberry farms Brett Fruited Blend 2017
Blackberry farms Wild Classic
Blackberry farms/Stillwater Sensibility
Blackberry farms Blackberry Rye
Blackberry farms Noble Cuvee Dry Hopped Saison
Blackberry farms Peel Your face
Crooked Stave Surette Reserve raspberry
Crooked Stave Surette Reserve Blueberry
Crooked Stave L’Brett O’Blueberry
Crooked Stave L’Brett D’Sour Cherry
Crooked Stave Petite Sour Merionberry
Cantillon Gueuze 1.5 Liter- 1 per person
3 Fonteinen Armand & Gaston 1.5 Liter- 1 per person
BELGIAN DRAFT LIST
ON CASK Brewers Art ground Ling w/ Kumquat
Brewers Art Ground Ling w/ Yuzu & Meyer Lemon
Brewers Art Ground Ling w/ Mosaic & Idaho 7
Brewers Art Ground Ling w/ Halltertau
ON DRAFT-80% complete Achouffe La Chouffe
Abbaye De Rocs Brune
Abbaye De Rocs Grand Cru
Alvinne Berliner Framboos Weisse
Alvinne Cuvee De Mortagne
Alvinne Cuvee Freddy
Alvinne Gentleman’s Sour
Alvinne Kriek De Mortagne
Alvinne Sour’ire De Mortagne
Alvinne Wild West Cherry & Raspberry
Alvinne Wild West French Plum
Alvinne Wild West Primitivo Grapes
Bastogne Ardenne Saison
Bastogne Ardenne Stout
Blaugies Saison Epeature
Blaugies/Hill Farmstead- Le Vermontoise
BOM Bling Bling
BOM Wild & Funky
Brugse Zot Blonde
Cantillon Rose De Grambrinus
Cantillon St Lamvinus Grand Cru
De Brabandere Me’Lange
De Brabandere Petrus 40/40/20
De Brabandere Petrus 80/20
De Brabandere Petrus Quad Nitro
De Brabandere Petrus Sour Apricot
De Brabandere Sour Mango
De Brabandere Petrus Sour Quad
De Dolle Dulle Teve
De Dolle Special Export Stout
De Dolle Stille nacht
De Glazen Toren Canaster
De Glazen Toren Jan De Lichte
De Glazen Toren Saison De Epre mere
De La Senne Jambe De Bois
De La Senne Taras Boulba
De La Senne Zinnebier
De Leite Cuvee Mam’Selle
De Leite Cuvee Soeur’ise
De Leite Fils A Papa V
De Leite Ma Mere Speciale
De Meester Dubbel
De Meester Quadrupel
De Proef/New Glarus Abtsolution
De Ranke Hop Harvest
De Ranke Pere Noel
De Ranke Simplex
Den Hopperd Kameleon Saison Bio
Den Hopperd Kameleon Special Tripel Bio
Drie Fonteinen Beersel Blonde
Drie Fonteinen Beersel Lager
Hanssens Experimental Cassis
Hanssens Oude Lambic
Het Anker Gouden Carolus Ambrio
Het Anker Gouden Carolus Classic
Het Anker Lucifer
Het Anker Lucifer Black
Het Nest BA Dead Mans Hand (Cognac)
Het Nest BA Dead Mans Hand (Whiskey)
Het Nest Schuppenbier Grand Cru (Cognac)
Huyghe Delirium Tremens
Huyghe Delirium Guillotine
Hof Ten Dormaal Dads Tea
Kerkom Adelardus Dubbel
Kerkom Adelardus Tripel
Kerkom Bink Bloesem
Kerlom Bink Blonde
Kerkom Bink Bruin
La Rulles Brune
La Rulles Cuvee Meilleurs Vouex
La Rulles Estivale
La Rulles Grand 10
La Rulles Triple
Oud Beersel Bersalis Sour Blend
Oud Beersel Still Lambic
Prearis BA Grand Cru
Rodenbach Vintage 2015
Silly Barrel aged Scotch De Silly
Slaapmutske Flemish Old Style
Slaapmurtske Triple Night Cap
St Bernardus Abt 12
St Bernardus Wit
St Bernardus Baksteen Winkel
St Bernardus Prior 8
St Bernardus Tripel
St Feulillen Saison
St Louis Gueuze Fond Tradition
St Louis Gueuze Fond Tradition Kriek
Straffe Hendrick Heritage 2013 Cognac
Straffe Hendrick Heritage 2014 Brandy
Troubadour Magma Hop Twist
Val Dieu Blonde
Val Dieu Brune
Van Eecke Kapittel Blonde
Van Honsebrouck Kasteel Raspberry Bartista
Van Honsebrouck Kasteel Rouge
Van Honsebrouck Kasteel Triple
Van Steenberge Blonde
Van Steenberge Ertvelds Wit
Van Steenberge Gulden Draak Calavados
Van Steenberge Gulden Draak Nitro
Van Steenberge Monks Cafe Grand Cru
Van Steenberge Piraat
Verhaeghe Barbe Ruby
Verhaeghe Duchesse De Bourgogne
Verzet Oud Bruin Vineyard
Verzet Golden Tricky
Verzet Moose Blues
Verzet Oud Bruin Cherry
Verzet Oud Bruin Oak Leaf
Verzet Super Noah
SOUR DAY DRAFTS 90% Complete Anchorage The Ghosts in their Eyes
Anchorage Easy Evil
Arcadia 21st Anniversary
Bells Wild One
Brooklyn Bel Air
Brewers Art Charb
Bullfrog Le Roar Grrrz Kriek
Bullfrog Le Roar Cocoa Framboise
Bullfrog Jong Bruin Kriek
Burley Oak Blackberry Mango JREAM
Burley Oak Blueberry Cobbler JREAM
Burley oak Double Berry Cherry JREAM
Burley oak Grape Quish Cabernet
Burley oak Grape Quish Chardonnay
Burley Oak Level
Burley oak Tangerine Cherry JREAM
Captain Lawrence Rosso Marron
Captain Lawrence Viola
Cascade Bourbonic Plague
Cascade Midnight Bramble
Council Broken Wand Boysenberry
Council Woofle Dust Apricot
Council/Modern Times-Modern Magic
Epic Oak & Orchard Pinot
Epic Oak & Orchard Syrah
Firestone Walker Bretta Weisse 2016
Firestone Walker Krieky Bones
Free Will Saison Rose
Free Will Whit
Grimm Cherry raspberry Pop
Grimm Galaxy Pop
Grimm Rainbow Dome
Highway Manor Funky Prowler
Highway Manor Mr Strawberry
Highway Manor Mr Tea
Jester King Nocturn Chysalis
Jester King Viking Metal
Lost Rhino Exesus Sanctum Peach Sour
Manor Hill Oud Bruin w/ Figs
Monument City –TBA
New Belgium Felix Apple Whiskey $33
New Belgium Oscar Blackberry Whiskey $17
New Belgium Single Foeder Felix #61
New Belgium Single Foeder Oscar #1
New Belgium Oscar Worthy Coffee (Nitro)
OEC Pasca 2016
OEC Vindemia Blanc
OEC Clavis Purpura
Prairie Vous Francais
The Bruery Terreaux Train to Beersel
The Bruery Terreaux Melange #9
The Bruery Terreaux/Jester King-Bouffon
The Bruery Terreaux Filmishmish
The Bruery Terreaux Summa Vitis
Union Older Pro Apricot
Union Older Pro Gin BA
Union Older Pro Red raspberry
Union BA Midnight Maurder
SOUR DAY BOTTLES 90% Complete Anchorage/Jolly Pumpkin-Matame Aherta
Avery Certatio Equestris 2016
Avery Lunctis Viribus 2016
Bullfrog Le Roar Grrrz Arandei
Bullfrog Le Roar Grrrz Blackberry
Bullfrog Le Roar Grrrz Blueberry
Bullfrog Le Roar Framboise
Bullfrog Oud Bruin
Bullfrog Rood Bruin Kriek
Captain Lawrence Hops & Roses
Cascade Vitis Noble
Cascade/The Bruery One Way or Another
Council Behind The Curtain
Epic/The Commons-Common Interests
Draai Laag Black Briar
Draai Laag Razmata
Draai Laag Red Brair
Firestone Walker Sour Opal
Epic Brainless on Pineapple
Grassroots Artic Soiree
Green Bench Parallax
Green Bench/Brewski-Tiki Tack
Grimm Cherry Pop
Grimm Apricot Pop
Grimm Passionfruit Pop
Grimm Sunshine Pop
Grimm Super Spruce
Highway Manor Mr Blueberry
Jester King Das Wunderkind
Jester King Figlet
Jester King No Whalez Here
Jester King Buddha Brew
Jester King Simple Means
Jester King Mad Meg
Jolly Pumpkin la Vida Improvisacion
Jolly Pumpkin/Monkish Apocolocynposis
Jolly Pumpkin/Anchorage No Ka Ol
Libertine Board room #3
Libertine Heard it through the Grapevine
Libertine Under My Plum
Libertine Pepe Le Pluot
New Belgium Geisha Grand Reserve
Prairie 4th Anniversary
Prairie Brett C
Prairie Apricot funk
Right Proper Astral Weeks
The Bruery Terreux Frucht: Raspberry
The Bruery Terreux/Garage Project-Ngongo
Victory Wisdom Hour
IN BOTTLES/SERVED BY THE GLASS Cascade Sang Rouge
Cascade The Vibne
Cascade Sang Noir
Cascade Crazy navel
Cascade Tangerine Dream
Cascade Sang Du Chene
The day hadn’t quite hit afternoon yet, but already you could tell it was going to be another scorcher. July had decided to turn brutal with hot days and steamy nights, both of which seemed to always put the citizens that call the city their home slightly on edge.
I’d spent most of the morning leaning back in my chair with my feet on my desk looking over tomorrow’s races for a couple of bangtails that might bring in a little scratch while only stopping now and then to occasionally read my name backwards on the closed door.
I decided nothing was going to come my way today and sat up while pulling a bottle of cheap corn from the lower draw. You could always tell how biz was shaking by the quality of booze in the drawer and by the bottle of cheap rot gut I held in my hand, you could tell it hadn’t been very good.
I was just about to pull the cork out when the side door swung open and she walked in, “Kind of early to be calling it a day, huh Rexy?”
Janine was a good doll and an excellent secretary, way better than this job required. She had a look about her as well, all legs and lipstick, and I often wondered why she didn’t put those looks to use to get herself a better job.
I glanced down and was reminded of the nice chunk of ice she wore. Yeah, finance probably wouldn’t be happy with her in a big office surround by eager men. What was his name again? Eddie? There’s always an Eddie in these stories, isn’t there?
I pour a half a glass of brown liquid and downed it in one fluid motion, “Good a time as any I suppose.”
I went to pour another when Janine snatched the glass from under the lip of the bottle, “Uh huh, Rexy. Not so fast, Dix is coming over. Says he wants to talk with you.”
Detective Dixon? Now there’s a name I hadn’t heard in a while. Started out as a flattie running down the numbers boys over in the 2nd. Never seemed like anything special, but he must have impressed someone because he was promoted into the clubhouse fairly quick.
Dix used to call on me often back then. Usually to have me check on one of my stoolies or pound the street for some info. But I heard he’d gotten a gig in some special Homicide Division and since then he seemed to have forgotten my phone number and address.
“He didn’t say and I didn’t ask. You know I don’t like to get caught up in all the details of what you do, Rexy.”
I put the bottle back in drawer and pulled out a small white envelope, “Here,” I said as I tossed it to Janine, “then you might as well take off. I doubt Dix is coming over here after all this time for a social call.”
Not long after Janine left there was a knock on the door. I adjusted myself in my chair and slightly pulled open the drawer where I kept my trusty roscoe. I was sure it was Dix, but after that whole Joel Cairo mess, I wasn’t taking chances anymore.
It was Dix alright. Same old, same old. Sure, he had put on a little weight, but Dix was never a small man to begin with what with his stout figure and huge hands. Time seemed to do him good for the most part although I couldn’t help but notice he was still dressing in the same ratty fedora and flogger he always wore. You’d have thought moving up in the company would’ve afforded him a better wardrobe.
“So, what brings you here after all this time, Dix?” I motioned to a chair, deciding to skip the usual pleasantries.
“Business I’m afraid,” he replied tossing a large envelope on my desk. “I hope you haven’t eaten yet.”
I flipped through the pile slowly, studying each photo and taking in the carnage displayed in each one. I wasn’t sure what I was looking at, but it certainly was a mess. “Where did this happen?”
“The Glass Cabinet, around 10pm give or take. Know the place?”
I nodded as I continued to scan through the photos, everyone in the city knew the Glass Cabinet, anyone who ran beer hung out there.
“Check out number 5.”
I flipped over the pile and shuffled through until I found the photo labeled “#5” and pulled it from the pile tossing the rest onto the desk. There was so much going on that it was hard to tell where one body ended and another began. “OK, I give. Who’s the stiff?”
“That? That is, or was, Amsterdam Zeiss.”
It takes a lot to catch this street hardened peeper by surprise, but even I gave out a low whistle from between my teeth when Dix said the name. Zeiss had come to the city with five other siblings and it didn’t take them long to rise to the top of the beer world. Events, tastings, more photo ops than you can count, the whole family was big players, and not above flaunting it.
“Was” being the important word here. The family turned out to be the unluckiest bunch of plugs there ever was. Not long after beginning to hang out at the Glass Cabinet one of them wound up dead from mysterious circumstances that never did get righted by the cops. Two others met their fate in separate accidents involving children and one was later taken out by a dog. Zeiss’ last remaining sibling died when a bunch of large, heavy objects shifted and crushed him at some seedy dive called The Drying Rack.
Many said these were simple accidents, but the buzz in the gutters was that the pint glass gang had been hiring droppers to slowly eliminate their competition. Whatever the case, Zeiss always took precautions anytime he stepped out of the Glass Cabinet. Probably thought he was safe in there though, the Glass Cabinet was known for red-lighting anyone stupid enough to get in the dutch within the establishment. Looks like he was wrong.
“So far we’ve only got a handle on two of them. One was some daisy Tulip visiting over from Max’s, the other’s an as yet un-IDed member of the pint glass gang.”
“You know how the game is played, Rex. Thirty, thirty-five glasses in the Cabinet at least and yet no one saw nothin’
“Nawww,” Dix replied crinkling the corner of his mouth up in a smirk of contempt. “You know how the game is played, Rex. Thirty, thirty-five glasses in the Cabinet at least and yet no one saw nothin’. Door opens and closes a few times, screams, cursin’, and when it’s all done,” Dix leaned forward and put his fat finger on the pile of photos, “just a pile of meat in the wagon for some poor croaker to sort out.”
I tossed the photo on my desk and leaned back in my chair. “So, what’s so important about this case that caused your shadow to fall on my door after all these years?”
“I need your help, Rex,” Dix sighed as he removed his hat and ran his thick fingers through his thinning hair. “You know the cops have never done right when it comes to everything that’s happened to Zeiss’ family. The higher ups are really keen that we solve this one to everyone’s satisfaction.”
“And let me guess, Dix. By we they mean you.”
“Yeah,” he nodded. “We’re stretched at the crime scene. Investigation still isn’t done with the taggin’ and baggin’. But I’ve got a lead that I need tracked down before it goes cold, and since we used to drink from the same bottle, I thought maybe….” The last word trailed off as he pulled a smaller photo from his pocket and handed it to me.
“Who’s the sap?” I asked studying the picture.
“Some butter and eggs man by the name of Morgan. Eddie Morgan”
I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Like I said. Always.
“He apparently also did part time as Zeiss’ shutter man. He’s been seen hangin’ around the Glass Cabinet a lot, and I’ve got a couple of people on the outside that put him near there around the time the chill went down. I figured with your connections you can at least put a tag on this bloke before he decides to wander off. What do you say, Rex? I’ll pay the usual. Twenty-five a day, one day in advance.”
I pushed closed the drawer containing the gun and opened the bottom drawer pulling out a bottle and then two glasses. “Two days in advance.”
“Two? Come on, Rex. We used to be pals.”
“Yeah, well your pal just sent his secretary home with a pay envelope that’s light a few Lincolns. and she’s going to pretty heated unless I have the rest when she bursts through that door tomorrow morning.”
I poured a couple of stiff ones and slid one to Dix. Besides, I thought to myself, if I’m going to help you look good for the Johns then the least you can do is buy me a better bottle of booze.
Well, since we are now firmly on the path to 2019 I thought it would be a nice time to take a few minutes and look at Dogfish Head’s release calendar for 2018.
Granted, this information has been out for a while, mid- November for the most part, but I didn’t want to get to in front of the game. But now that 2018 is here (and apparently staying) let’s take a look.
Not much has changed in the Year-Round offerings with perennials such as 60 Minute, 90 Minute, Indian Brown, and Midas Touch returning, along with newer offerings Flesh & Blood IPA and SeaQuench Ale. However, 2018 does see the inclusion of two newbies to this category – Lupu Luau IPA graduates off of the 2017 occasional team to full-time status hitting the shelves in 12oz cans. Along with Luau, DFH will be offering their very popular Bitches Brew (well, I don’t know how popular it is, but it’s popular with me) in 12oz bottles but with the added twist of the beer being wood aged.
The Seasonal team, this year described as the ‘Off-Centered Art Series’ stays pretty much in tacked with Punkin Ale and Liquid Truth Serum holding down the fall and winter (I’m using seasonal terms like spring and fall pretty loosely here, check the calendar below for exact months and don’t kill me) slots respectively. Romantic Chemistry however, shifts to 2018 spring leaving 2018 summer open for:
DFH’s latest music collaboration gives a nod to The Flaming Lips, and is a tart pale ale is brewed with dragonfruit, yumberry, passionfruit, pear juice and black carrot juice. Wow.
Next, we have that total wild-card group that DFH refers to as the “Occasionals”. Bad news first, fans of Olde School, Saison du Buff and Oak-aged Vanilla WWS will find their beers missing from the shelves in 2018. Pennsylvania Tuxedo, 120 Minute and Festina Peche will be making returns however, look for them about the same times they were released last year.
Siracusa Nera does some Chris Angel type magic considering that (I believe) it was on the shelves recently although it was not on the 2017 release calendar. Well, unless something changes, it IS on the 2018 release calendar, so if you’ve found it and liked it, you will again this year.
Their holiday IPA 12-pack will make an appearance again, the brewery stating that included beers will be announced later. I wouldn’t be surprised if an IPA that’s not on their release calendar makes an “holiday pack only” appearance.
Two new entries join the ones above, first Fruit-Full Fort, a Belgian-style ale fermented with four different types of beer juices including boysenberry, blackberry, raspberry and elderberry, which the brewery describes as “ageable”. And finally:
A beer that’s splitting its fermentables bill between 50.1% grain and 49.9% grapes. And if you think that 0.1% isn’t important, well it’s apparently what is keeping this beverage firmly in the “beer” category.
And there you have it. Dogfish Head’s 2018 release calendar. If you’re more of a visual person, my quick and dirty graphic can be found below. For a more comprehensive (complete with packaging options for each beer) and agreeably much prettier version, you can go on over to the DFH site, here.
Happy 2018 everyone, and as always, it’s time for another beer!
Considering how all out I go for Halloween, some people must think, “man, he must crush Christmas!” Well, the simple truth is – no I don’t.
Oh, when the kids were young I decorated with lights, both traditional and fancy, and even jumped on a few of what I call “fad” decorations, you know the ones that will be around for a season or two and then never be seen again.
But the yard never blossomed into the extensive scene for Christmas as it did for Halloween, probably because for one thing, there’s only X amount of storage space in the house, and I already had to build the closet that houses my Halloween stuff 11 months out of the year.
So as time passed and the kids grew, the Christmas decorations became fewer and fewer. But that doesn’t mean I totally abandoned my decorating spirit – no, I just moved it inside.
I love outside decorations (as long as they follow the rules), especially the fancy, complicated light and music shows that people are doing now, but I’ve always enjoyed a well decorated interior more.
Amazing trees, lights, decorations and flowers really make a house feel festive around the holidays, especially when you have friends and family over, and one element of Christmas décor that I’ve always found myself drawn to is the Christmas Village.
I remember being a young boy, waiting for that December day when my dad would haul down THAT piece of plywood from the attic. I know plywood doesn’t reek of “festive” but this plywood was special, this plywood not only functioned as the carpet cover for where the tree stood, but it also had one distinct feature – it had train tracks attached to it.
Yeah, my dad enjoyed that train set, even though it was nothing more than probably 15ft of track laid in an oval, but he’d had it for years and it had circled many a Christmas tree for the Morgan family. Of course, no Christmas train set is complete without a village to run through and we had ours, a basic collection of houses and shops scattered around the tracks with the requisite train station at the very front of the display.
I spent a lot of time playing with that train set, and maybe that’s where I get my affection for Christmas villages from. Still, I never really imagined owning one due to lack of space and no driving interest as an adult to start collecting one, until one fateful trip to Kohl’s and a knee jerk purchase.
There are hundreds of manufactures out there who create seasonal villages, and Kohl’s just happens to carry a collection manufactured under the brand St Nicholas Square Village. Like many such manufactures SNSV makes houses, shops and other buildings in a uniform size and style, creating new pieces for their collection every year, and retiring pieces after a couple of seasons.
I was looking around Kohl’s Christmas section one year when I stumbled onto them. I thought they were nice looking, and certainly looked good together, but there wasn’t anything that particularly made me want t……HOLY SHIT!!! THEY HAVE AN IRISH PUB!!! AN HONEST TO GOD BLEEDING IRISH PUB!!!!!
Stop. Calm. Yes, it’s an Irish Pub, but do you really need a single…BUT YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND IT’S AN IRISH FREAKING PUB!! AND IT LOOKS COOL AND I KNOW JUST THE PERFECT SPOT….sigh…..breathe. If you buy just one building and display it by itself it will look stup….THEN I’LL BUY SOMETHING ELSE!!! THREE! FOUR!!! I DON’T CARE! I NEED TO HAVE AN IRISH PUB FOR THE CHRISTMAS VILLAGE I DON’T HAVE AND AM NOT REALLY SURE I WANT!!!
It seems I always lose these battles with my inner me, especially when he goes all “caps mode” on me. So, against my better judgement I left Kohls a little beaten down and the proud possessor of one Christmas village styled Irish Pub. As soon as I got home, I opened the box and displayed it proudly on the sideboard that is in my living room.
And I was happy. And I was done…or so I thought.
The following seasons are a blur for me, but my single building has somehow turned into a small, humble village. It’s nowhere near the size of many villages people out there have collected, but it is bigger than anything I had imagined when my inner self yelled me into buying that initial piece, having grown from a “one piece on the sideboard” to a “one full sideboard and one coffee table” sized town.
Not a season can pass now without a visit to Kohl’s to see what new pieces SNSV have produced and to make matters worse, Tracey, who works the Kohl’s shopping system of percent off flyers and Kohl’s cash with the precision and artistry of a symphony musician, has now gotten into the act.
A few weeks ago, she returned from a shopping trip proudly carrying the newest addition to our village – the Biergarten, which not only is a very nice piece, but made me laugh.
A quick survey of what we now owned showed that an overall theme had infused its way into our wintry village. Not only did we have a Pub and a Biergarten but over the years we’d added a brewery, a winery, and a wine cellar.
In fact, a quick scan of the list of pieces SNSV has offered throughout the years showed that we’d purchased every alcohol related piece that they’ve released, and passed up on many nice, although more normal, pieces like the bowling alley, clock tower, post office, Santa’s workshop, and yes, even a Kohl’s store.
Oh sure, there are a few non-alcohol establishments on our “streets”. We have a pet shop (very important, I’m also eying their Animal Rescue piece that retires this year) and a coffee shop (not so important for us as we’re not coffee drinkers, but it is a very nice-looking piece and a village with all this booze probably could use the caffeine), and Tracey has added accessories like Christmas trees, street lights and even a fountain.
However, it seems that without really thinking about it, our village has grown into a representation of the things we enjoy in life. That’s not surprising however, I would imagine most people construct their villages based on aspects of their lives. After all, what fireman wouldn’t have the Firestation as part of his village, or someone who lives near the sea the Lighthouse piece?
And it wasn’t really apparent to me until Tracey walked in the house with the Biergarten that our Christmas village has grown into a collection that says something about who we are. What does your Christmas village say about you?