Maddmatt
Explorer
Great to bring this thread back, how did I miss it earlier?:beer:
Anyway, here are my stories:
Current faves: Now that the weather has turned cooler (below zero last week on the front range) I've returned to the stouts for my after work beer. For some reason the heavy beers don't do it for me in hot weather, so anything from Left Hand or Avery fits the bill this time of year. When it warms up, I prefer the lighter beers. Current favorite is Stella Artois, but I try to buy something different or new everytime I'm in the store.
Year 'round dinner beer is typically Sawtooth (in MY opinion the best beer in America) or 90 shilling. Both are local faves.
Wheeling I like to bring Dales Pale ale (for after the run of course) because it's "Hella Hoppy" or whatever it says on the label, and it's in a can.
While traveling, whatever is brewed in the place I'm in. When I was traveling for business a lot I could tell how far from Colorado I was by the length of the beer list.
For non-Colorado based folks: at a good restaurant around here "what do you have on tap" is a serious question, often responded to by the presentation of the beer list, or a discussion of what's been brewed locally / recently / in the next room. As you get farther away, the answers get more along the lines of "Bud and Bud light, with Killians Red as our "micro" brew. Anyway, I like to sample the local brews as often as possible.
My best beer:
When I was in High School my father, brother and I made yearly trips to the boundary waters. 4 or 5 days in a canoe, drinking water from the lake you're paddling and not getting sick is the kind of expedition I could use more of. When I was about 16 my dad introduced us to his tradition: Bury a 6 pack of Grain Belt under a rock in the river at the put in, and let it chill until you get back. Nothing tastes as good as a beer with dad after a week in the woods, pulled straight from the river.
Second best beer: In the late 80's I lived in Breckenridge, and was working on a paving crew in the fall while waiting for the mountain to open. Of course, as tends to happen with boys in their early 20's, I couldn't keep my car running, so I was beginning the 4 mile walk home after a 16 hour no break day shoveling hot mix and jack hammering lines in parking lots and a big "Dennis Hopper" car (anybody see Blue Velvet?) pulled up and the homeless looking guy inside offered a ride. That guy not only drove me all the way home, he gave me a 16oz can of ice cold Bud in a paper bag. No beer ever tasted as good.
Now I'm thinking about beer. Three holiday partys coming up this week, so I guess I'll get my fill.
Now lets hear some more stories!
-Matt
Anyway, here are my stories:
Current faves: Now that the weather has turned cooler (below zero last week on the front range) I've returned to the stouts for my after work beer. For some reason the heavy beers don't do it for me in hot weather, so anything from Left Hand or Avery fits the bill this time of year. When it warms up, I prefer the lighter beers. Current favorite is Stella Artois, but I try to buy something different or new everytime I'm in the store.
Year 'round dinner beer is typically Sawtooth (in MY opinion the best beer in America) or 90 shilling. Both are local faves.
Wheeling I like to bring Dales Pale ale (for after the run of course) because it's "Hella Hoppy" or whatever it says on the label, and it's in a can.
While traveling, whatever is brewed in the place I'm in. When I was traveling for business a lot I could tell how far from Colorado I was by the length of the beer list.
For non-Colorado based folks: at a good restaurant around here "what do you have on tap" is a serious question, often responded to by the presentation of the beer list, or a discussion of what's been brewed locally / recently / in the next room. As you get farther away, the answers get more along the lines of "Bud and Bud light, with Killians Red as our "micro" brew. Anyway, I like to sample the local brews as often as possible.
My best beer:
When I was in High School my father, brother and I made yearly trips to the boundary waters. 4 or 5 days in a canoe, drinking water from the lake you're paddling and not getting sick is the kind of expedition I could use more of. When I was about 16 my dad introduced us to his tradition: Bury a 6 pack of Grain Belt under a rock in the river at the put in, and let it chill until you get back. Nothing tastes as good as a beer with dad after a week in the woods, pulled straight from the river.
Second best beer: In the late 80's I lived in Breckenridge, and was working on a paving crew in the fall while waiting for the mountain to open. Of course, as tends to happen with boys in their early 20's, I couldn't keep my car running, so I was beginning the 4 mile walk home after a 16 hour no break day shoveling hot mix and jack hammering lines in parking lots and a big "Dennis Hopper" car (anybody see Blue Velvet?) pulled up and the homeless looking guy inside offered a ride. That guy not only drove me all the way home, he gave me a 16oz can of ice cold Bud in a paper bag. No beer ever tasted as good.
Now I'm thinking about beer. Three holiday partys coming up this week, so I guess I'll get my fill.
Now lets hear some more stories!
-Matt
