An experiment in ageing and “cutting” beer.
The two leading trends in UK craft beer were prominent at this rebranded East London festival.
On Imperial Russian Stouts, art, truth and mystery.
The foam of my beer tells the unfinished history of this universe, from Big Bang to self-reflection to the final pop of maximum entropy.
Taking in the Nottingham Craft Beer Festival, the absurdly-named hype-generating machine that is Neon Raptor Brewing, and the absurdly-built Ye Olde Trip to Jerusalem Inn.
If the en soi of a Bourbon barrel constrains the pour soi of the beer that is geworfen into it, the culture of a wild beer is the nothingness—the incipient, the contingent—that creates a space for the transcendence of foeder-facticity.
London’s Beavertown Brewery celebrated its seventh birthday with seven collaboration beers. Here’s what I thought about them.
Craft has an economics, and therefore it has an ethics, and those ethics are grounded in the economy of means. So what to make of a craft beer that feels like a triumph of rigmarole over substance?
Why do we defend beer that is economically unjustifiable and the product of unsustainable late-cycle excess?