Sexist beer marketing does not use a set of recognisable aesthetics. It deploys a set of recognisable narratives, and it originates in recognisable contexts. Men owe it to women to learn to read these narratives critically and acknowledge, and seek to change, the context in which they are produced and consumed. This post includes sexual content.
With an odd 3.7kg of Pilsner malt in my cellar and a three-month-old Wyeast 1762 Belgian Abbey II in my fridge, it was time to brew up a small portion of the beer style I return to most often - the Strong, Dark Abbey Ale.
Hook Norton no longer uses its magificent copper coolship because a heat exchanger does the job far more quickly and with much less risk. So what's all this about "E.U. rules"?
Board games, beers, Blimp, and a Bavarian tale make for a nostalgic chronicle of Christmas.
Making an ale that may require as long as a decade to reach its peak causes a brewer to mull over more than just the way a beer is put together. Thinking in decades makes the ageing of a beer analogous with the ageing of a man.
How much art can 113 million bottles of Orval buy? Why is Achel Bruin so undervalued? And why should Brasserie Cantillon read Richard Cantillon's "Essai"?
Were brewers to be divided up into “tweakers” and “experimenters”, I would certainly find myself categorised as an experimenter. But I have been tweaking lately... and learning about the ageing of essential-oil components in hops.
How catching the opening hours of Bristol Beer Week and walking across the Clifton Suspension Bridge got me thinking about French beer.
Bamberg, with eight breweries in its centre and dozens peppering the surrounding region, lives and breathes beer as if it were air. And that air carries the meaty aroma of beechwood smoke.
As the autumn equinox passes and the nights draw in, thoughts turn to Christmas ale, spice in beer, and the spice of life.