August 25, 2013
Summer, the time to hang out on patios as much as possible and soak up the atmosphere, and maybe some alcohol while you're at it. Thus did I find myself at Seventh Son http://seventhsonbrewing.com/ a few nights ago with my prime drinking buddies. Those of you who know me know I'm not exactly the Iron John kind of guy who goes out with other men and howls in the woods, but I will say this was a high-octane affair. I mean the alcohol, of course.
We met up at the corner of Fourth Ave. and Fourth St., a kind of new hub of hip activity. The converted garage comes complete with roll-up doors, revealing a massive concrete bar and pleasant, cool servers. There was no food on premises, but a food truck sat dutifully nearby.
I started with the Rabbit something (hey, I was drinking and it just says Rabbit on the receipt) Farmhouse Ale and it was a pleasing Belgian-style beer with a nice ruddy amber color. Nice balance of hops and mellow. This was a 5% beer, so nothing too potent, but nice for a beautiful Sunday evening out with the guys.
Next came the Oubliette, which I must say earns its name. For those French-challenged out there, this comes from a word meaning "to forget" which is quite a-propos (yes, that's French too) considering the 10.2% whopping effect of this darker, richer, very tasty quaff. And to make this even more interesting, an oubliette was a medieval dungeon with only an opening in the roof. Get it? Those French connigits (I mean knights) throw you in and forget about you. This was a much more pleasant experience.
We ate on the patio at narrow picnic-type tables and had a fine evening of it. Ah, camaraderie (French) and beer! Bien sur!
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