Beerbecue Election Day Picks Revealed

Every four years I manage to get myself way too worked-up over the Presidential election. In fact, my beerbecue posting has suffered partly as a result of my preoccupation with election coverage. I apologize. And clearly I owe it to you, dear readers, to reveal to you my election day choices.

Meet my Hope, Change, Believe in America, and Love of Country all wrapped into one.

I chose Spare ribs and Stone Smoked Porter. What better way to take my mind off the election than to get it all smokey, smokey up in here. Also, if my candidate of choice doesn’t emerge victorious, I still had ribs and beer today. That’s better than most people can say.

I’m always a little hesitant to have a smoked beer with my ribs, which are dry rubbed and done low ‘n slow with 1/2 Hickory and 1/2 Cherry. I don’t want to feel like I just gravity bonged a campfire. But Stone Smoked Porter’s smoke is subtle enough to work. And the slight sweetness and the chocolate and roasted malt character went well with the dry-rubbed ribs. (I used my usual dry rub, without the cayenne and with 1 TBS of garlic powder added.)

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Beer Review: The Bruery/Stone/Elysian – Citrueille Celeste de Citracado

Next up, the product of a collaboration between The Bruery, Stone, and Elysian, Citrueille Celeste de Citracado:

F-ing 33 cents per ounce.

Let me start by saying I love all three of these breweries. This collaboration is like a freaking rock supergroup. That being said, even the best supergroups (on paper) can put out some real turds. Case in point: Whole Lotta Yoko by The Dirty Mac (Lennon, Clapton, Mitch Mitchell, and Keith Richards). Somehow, Lennon convinced the rest of these rock gods to let Yoko contribute to a song. And if you have never listened to the free-form vocal stylings of Yoko Ono, you are missing out (start at about 1:20):

Apparently, this beer is brewed with pumpkin, yams, toasted fenugreek, lemon verbena, and birch bark. It pours watery and dark brown with a small, tan head. It smells herby, earthy, and a little lemony. And It tastes like birch mulch and a musty lemon, with some medium-bodied coffee and slight pumpkin lurking in the background. There is very little sweetness and it has a fairly thin mouthfeel. Me no likey.

It seems some people like it, though. There are some solid reviews of it on Ratebeer and Beeradvocate (although, there is quite a bit of applause at the end of that Whole Lotta Yoko song, too). It’s also worth noting that this beer has a large ambivalent contingency. But I refuse to be shamed into not hating this beer, like it’s Mr. Holland’s Opus, or something. It’s OK to hate some beers….and that sappy, pandering piece of crap, Mr. Holland’s Opus.

You suck!

The Haybag: I think it’s OK. It’s almost like an interesting medium-bodied coffee. I should note that I cheered when that video was over, too. But I don’t know what kind of cold-hearted bastard hates Mr. Holland’s Opus.