Along with their fabulous lineup of ales and lagers, Samuel Smith’s also produce a goodly selection of ciders. I drank them all at the Burns Hotel in York!
Several years ago when I first got into cider, this was my favourite one! Compared to all the sweet stuff from Growers and Okanagan, this was so refreshingly weird, dry, and English. And then the liquor stores in BC stopped selling it. *Riley makes a sad face*
Tonight is my last night in Vernon. Tomorrow morning I head to Vancouver, and on Thursday I fly to London, England. So naturally I am sipping on a couple of brews with my parents and cats as we spin some vinyl. Below is an interpretation of what they taste like.
Long ago during my year in Belgium I fell in love with Flemish sour ales, both the oud bruins of East Flanders, and the Flemish reds of West Flanders. When I returned to Canada, I was ecstatic to discover the existence of Storm Brewing’s Imperial Flanders Sour Red Ale in Vancouver. After many years of sampling it, but never taking notes, things finally reached critical mass when Ian became aware of its existence and offered to bring a squealer (32oz bottle) back to Vernon for a tasting notes session. Not only did he come back with the beer, but he also provided me with the following narration of his outing.
Nelson, British Columbia, is likely my second favourite city in BC, after Victoria. The reasons that make Victoria and Nelson a cut above most other communities include a wide array of historic buildings, a strong contingent of community driven businesses rather than large multinationals, a rather tolerant left leaning culture, beautiful geography, and fantastic places to go for a drink! In Nelson one of the places to be is surely the Library Lounge within the historic Hume Hotel!
I have long had a fascination with all things from the British Isles, with those originating in England striking the deepest chord. One of those things has long been cricket; that very British of sports, queer, elusive, incomprehensible, yet indispensably appropriate if one is to understand the antics of P. G. Wodehouse’s Bertie Wooster, or the gentleman thief A. J. Raffles of E. W. Hornung fame.
And so a sport that had merely elicited British stereotypes in my mind slowly transformed from mystery into a sport that I knew and loved: first during an eight hour One Day International at the MCG in Melbourne, 2013, and more recently during the 2015 Cricket World Cup. After that I was hooked; I needed to play cricket. In the summer of 2015, the best that I could do was to practice one time with the Kelowna Cricket Club, but in the summer of 2016 I did one better!
I finally followed through on my promise to review the Keepers Stout! God knows it took me long enough.
The Lighthouse Keepers Stout was first brought to my attention by my friend Jesse, who once asked me to review it. That was ages ago, well before my first failed attempt to do so. This fine beer is an Irish style stout, brewed to honour the brave men and women who have served (and in rare cases still serve) as lighthouse keepers along the stormy coasts of British Columbia.