Last Call for Mad Science Brewing

 Originally posted in the Personal Blog, because I write in there daily and often forget to write in here. But felt I should cross post it as it is an official Beer Related Post. For daily stupid things that I write visit the Personal Blog here.

December 24, 2023
I have been negligent in writing up a review for Mad Science Brewing in the Shenanigans with Dave Beer Blog. I sometimes forget it is there, and it's been over a year since a proper review of a local spot. 

I want to talk about Mad Science Brewing today, though, in the Non-Beer focused blog, because this is important. 

Below is an unflattering picture of me that Doug took of my Sawbelly Brewing shirt, because it speaks volumes to all that our beer hunting adventures lead to. It was also hot AF this day in 2022. 

Back in 2022 (according to Untappd) we had been looking for breweries further out from where we live, having hit so many locals over and over again down here in South Montgomery County and the DC area. We wanted to spread our wings, stretch our legs, but not go too far afield so we could enjoy some beers and make it home safe. 

We made a trip up to Adamstown, Frederick County. It's about an hour from us, but well worth the trip. Small batch brewing, a few beers on tap in a tasting room at the back side of a lovely farm stand. 

First time we were there it was hot hot hot Maryland farm summer hot. A live band was playing, and we sat outside sweating our asses off enjoying beer after beer. The brewer, Brian Roberts, was on the taps and fun to talk to. I knew right then I should write this visit up. 

Brian's got a full time job as a for-real scientist, so building a hobby of brewing into a fantastic offerings at their own location was a brilliant move. We enjoyed coming and sitting in the tasting room and chatting with Brian about the craft, and the post-apocalyptic milieu that the can art and names all had compared to the bright and sunny, Live Laugh Love style offerings in the farm store. 

We went up there two weeks ago, Doug and I were wanting a taste before they closed for the season right before Christmas, and he needed some gifts for his yankee swap and a baby shower at work. A win-win. 

We got a couple pints and sat outside, it's easy to do in December around here. We toasted Carrie for her birthday and watched the sun set over the farm fields across the street. All 3 of us had the Special Relativity, Marzen (Oktoberfest) and it was delightful. We did our shopping, got the gifts Doug needed, and we picked up some poinsettias (since we don't put up a big tree we still want to have SOME festive live plants and color), freshly baked bread, and apples.

We chatted with Brian during this visit after reading some not so good news on their Facebook page. Brian had cancer a few years back and things were looking good, but, he'd recently he learned that the cancer was back and he was undergoing regular treatments. He looked great for someone who was aggressively fighting a demon inside his body. 

I told him we'd probably be back again before the end of season on December 22nd and heck, if not, let's look forward to the spring. 

Then they announced there would be no spring. 

Brian's cancer has not been responding to treatment and has spread. So they decided to do a whole huge blowout end of year, end of business, celebration. 

The local news outlets picked up the story, and we knew a lot of people would be there. Video below.

But we couldn't not go. Ya know? We had to go and support. 

We got there around 2pm because we couldn't get out of our own way all day. We opted to avoid 270 and take the back roads, the Scenic Route if you will. Ironically since in this article his wife Louisa says they're hoping to take the scenic route to Heaven's Gate together through the next few months. It's a beautiful ride up through Montgomery County into Frederick, even in late December with everything brown and sleeping, waiting for spring. Big beautiful homes through Boyds, Urbana, and towns we've actually never been in. Sugarloaf Mountain looming to the right, I knew where we were but everything was a little different and mysterious on the way up until we crossed the little bridge over the Monocacy, and hit Buckeyestown Pike for the homestretch.

The line from the bar to the end and victory was through the entire farm stand and not moving very quickly. Doug and the dog waited outside, and Geoff and I took up our place in line. People started peeling off, not wanting to wait, and we rejoiced inside a little bit. Two people closer to the crowlers. Yesssss.

It took two hours to get to the bar, and I'll be honest, I was ready to go after an hour. But no. This was for Brian, to help deplete the inventory, and help them go out with a huge bang and celebration. 

We got to the bar, finally, and I talked to Brian's youngest, who was there every single time we ever visited. I always commented on how fun their new hair color was (I thought about asking for a picture but wasn't sure they wanted to do that because it was so busy). Two weeks ago we talked about how they were going to go purple very soon, and they indeed did. Someone mentioned "you should do green and red for Christmas," and they disagreed - Christmas will be over and they'd have green and red hair. No thanks. 

I also got to pat the brewery dog Sinnamon, spelled that way and not a mistake, and she seemed a little overwhelmed and huddling under the table. There were so many people in her space, where she would always come visit you if you had a snack or one of the dishes from the food trucks. I love this dog. Always the welcoming committee, good for tail wags and pats. 

I got Brian's attention after he hefted in another keg since they were going through so many, and told him that I'd never ever wait this long for anyone, except him. He laughed. I asked one of his other sons "Is there a limit to how much I can buy?" and he laughed as well, and said "uh, no?" Giving me permission to get as much as I could carry. I had a fairly large tote bag.

We got 9 crowlers, one each of the three brews they had left, Helles Bells, Special Relativity, and Newton's First. 

A guy behind me said "you're a fan, eh?" and I nodded. Yes. If I could carry more, and not look like a damn pig, I would. I was amazed by how many people stood in line for One Crowler. He asked which one he should get, and said he likes Oktoberfest style beers so I pointed to the Marzen and said "get more than one. You'll want it."

Geoff and I also each ordered a pint of Helles, after all, we were thirsty after the long wait. We settled up and bagged up our haul and got out of the way. We stood outside to enjoy our beer, and  I thought a bit before telling Geoff to hold up. I ran back in and asked Brian for a selfie. 

I have no idea when I'll see this man again. My hope is the Valentines Day opening that they usually do will happen. We'll see. We'll see. In the meantime. 

This is fucking tragic. 

I honestly am shook just thinking about how this could befall another human, another wife, another family. And a wonderful business. I think about all the not so good or "meh" breweries out there in the DMV, and of the magic that this Mad Scientist has whipped up for us all. I think about how I went to a very popular brewery in our county, had a not very good experience and tweeted about it, and the owner went for my throat and told me I was welcome to "never fucking come back." How they are still in business, and growing and thriving is mysterious to me. The beer is mediocre, the food was horrible, the service was dismissive and unfriendly. 

And then we find a place like Mad Science and they're just the complete opposite. Absolutely the best of the craft, kind and friendly brewer who runs the whole place himself with a smile and lots of time to talk about the brews. 

When our friends M&M moved here we knew this had to be the place to take them because Mike is a scientist too. He knows the craft, he brews beer himself, and he reverse engineers different brews to get the mix for himself at home. I knew they'd hit it off and they did. 

This is a loss. Such a loss for the entire brewing community. Everyone who waited in line knows they got a little bit of magic in a big ass can. And I treasure every drop I walked away with. 

Brian, you're a gem.  I remember shaking your hand at our first visit and thinking to myself "hell yeah, I'm writing this one up." And then I didn't. 

So my review is that you caught lightning in a bottle, screamed "IT'S ALIVE!!!!" and shared your delicious creations with anyone and everyone willing to travel near and far to imbibe and we are forever changed for you being here. You are loved. Enjoy the time you have, do all the good wonderful things, be strong and courageous. 

Thank you, very much, for what you gave us and for the short period of time our orbits aligned. May the scenic road be beautiful.

Take Me Out To The Bluejacket

Date of Visit: August 2, 2022

My friend Brian and his son were in DC for a baseball game this fall. When friends come to town and ask if we want to get together for lunch or dinner, you better believe we're on it. 

We decided to meet up at Bluejacket Brewery in Navy Yard, so they could quickly get over to the game in time. And we could take a nice walk around. 

We made reservations in advance, and probably didn't have to, but in DC I highly recommend it. It's hard to get in anywhere in town. 

We tried to make reservations elsewhere, another place nearby that Brian wanted to go to, but they were booked for the day. Walking past - not a seat was filled so the mysteries of restaurants in DC abound.  

The space is really nice, big, wide open, multi-level. The bar is pretty and we had good seats to sit and people watch. The food was fantastic. We had issues placing our orders on the app, which seemed to be the preferred method, so I flagged someone down who was happy to help us. 

I prefer humans to technology anyway. I can tip a helpful human a lot more than I can a stupid QR code. 

We had a wonderful visit, great beer, and are happy that the metro is so close. Our friends went to the game, and we walked around Navy Yard listening to the occasional cheers. Here are some pictures from our visit! 

beautiful signage! We had Metal Guru, Lost Weekend, and Rainbow (not on that wall display it seems) 

Lost Weekend, Hazy IPA. Looks like a glass of grapefruit juice.
Had a nice flavor and even a little citrusy! 

Metal Guru, a very nice Bock

The Rainbow, perfect with my lunch!

And proof of life - like I said, when friends come to town, I'm totally down for a brewery visit!

On The Ocean - Guster, Pickles & Po'Boys, and Mast Landing

(Enjoyed repeatedly over the weekend of August 12-14 and beyond) 

My favorite band is Guster. You've probably seen a T-shirt or two on me in this blog. 

I've often said that I'd love to start my own brewery, and all my beers would be named after Guster songs. I've got the name picked out, I've got the vision in my mind for the tasting room, and the art, I think about it a lot.  

For a couple summers now, Guster has taken over the city of Portland Maine, and has partnered with Mast Landing to make an official beer for the music festival. On the Ocean Pale Ale is the beer  they brew up together, and it is a mighty fine brew. 

This August, I got to go to the festival for the first time.

 Upon arriving in Portland, my first stop was at a Meet & Greet at a restaurant owned by a Guster fan. Po'Boys & Pickles was one of the few restaurants in town to have the beer on release weekend, and a bunch of Guster fans were gathering there to have dinner, mix and mingle, and enjoy the beer. 

My delightful and lovely friend Ginger and my sister got there before me, and Ginger welcomed me with a pint. I love that this picture has the pint glass from the restaurant, and the beer. So good. 

It is a delightful little Pale Ale, very flavorful and easy drinking. It went fantastically with my dinner, and was a great treat right after a very long road trip! 

Mast Landing hosted a party and merch pop-up at their Freeport tasting room, and Guster fans all flooded in. Similar to the fun gathering we hosted in Yonder Mountain Brewery before Red Rocks in 2021, we got together, had beers, listened to music, stood in line for merch before he show so we didn't have to buy it at the concert (genius, really). I bought a case  to bring home, and my friend Brian bought some too. Just a few. 

I've got to admit, I need to have more of their beers in my life. I only focused on getting the OTO beers to bring home to share with my family and all. But they all look so good, and their space is so nice. 

Unfortunately, all the beer I got to bring home with me is all gone, enjoyed thoroughly by my family, as I'd planned. Hoping that 2023 will bring us some more On The Ocean, and another beer collaboration with my favorite band.  

Here's a picture of me, my sister, and our good friend Alex after we left Maine, still celebrating with the beer. Guster friends are the greatest friends.

Burley Oak, Stop Three on the Pony Tour

(visited 10/10/22)  

We saw our share of Ponies at Chincoteague, and headed up to Berlin to see a friend of mine from High School who lives there. We enjoyed a great meal at Blacksmith, her familiar. I'm still thinking about that curry chicken salad. Wow. 

And then she suggested we head over to Burley Oak. 

Side Note: Ever since we moved to Maryland, people have suggested we head to Burley Oak, and we just hadn't. Five years of us being here and we have only been to the Eastern Shore/Delmarva twice. 

Traffic, hours, the whole thing. I mean, once you are there, you're all set. But I find it's an obstacle course and even when I think "hey, let's go!" I think better of it. 

For me, it's worse than going to Cape Cod.

But there we were, no excuses other than we had to work in the morning on Tuesday. Berlin is such a cool little town, and I said that we should just call both of our offices and say "we're taking another day," I mean, we're there. Who wants to go back! Let's Stay!!! But Doug disagreed and said he had meetings Tuesday morning he couldn't miss. 

Burley Oak is located outside of downtown, but is a large facility with tons of space indoors and out. They host music and events, and seem to have quite the lively scene. 

First round, I ordered Rude Boy (Red Ale) which is in the center here, pictured with Doug's Bunker C (Porter) to the left, and Deb's Homegrown (Session IPA) to the right. Such pretty colors, and a great variety of tastes. 

All three were great, the Bunker C porter was super tasty, and the Rude Boy was as good a Red Ale as you can get. Homegrown feels like a super simple nice Hazy IPA, very friendly and familiar. 

When we were at Blacksmith, Doug had the Coffee n' Cream and I decided I wanted to try it for myself. Pictured here in the back right, Doug and Deb went with an Apricot J.R.E.A.M., which is described as a "soda style sour" ale. They aren't kidding. It does taste like an apricot soda, and has a delicious flavor. Deb got another J.R.E.A.M. which my notes identified as "LCRWC" and I'm not sure what that stands for. 

Doesn't matter what it stands for, it was like having cake and ice cream and fruit and joy all at once. Whatever a J.R.E.A.M. is all about, Burley Oak is doing it all right. 

If we did have the option for spending another day, we would have had another round. But this was a wonderful way to spend some time.  

We wanted to be able to make it closer to home before it got too dark, because the last time we drove across the Delmarva, it was super dark, and a little scary driving through all the farmland with no street lights and a lot of unfamiliarity of where we were. But we did want to drive over to Assateague to see some more ponies. We were delighted here that the ponies weren't kept at a distance behind electric wire, but were right up on the side of the road! Cool! 

We'll be back to enjoy Berlin (we'll get over ourselves and the driving and the distance) and spend some more time pony peeping and beer drinking. 

Black Narrows Brewing, Stop Two on the Pony Tour

(visited on 10/8/22) 

We got to our hotel on Chincoteague and were sad to find out that we actually missed an Oyster Festival. Doug was a little annoyed, because he researched events extensively and had no idea it was happening. It was over, sadly, and we missed out. Well, he missed out. I don't enjoy oysters. 

Dumping our stuff into the hotel room we ran over to the Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge to see what we could see before sunset. 

We saw ponies, sat on the beach and watched wee birds and seagulls play. Saw people dressed in winter clothes and other people swimming. October is an interesting time for people. We were a little chilly but had our flannels and our sweatshirts, so we were somewhere in between. 

After the sunset and moonrise, which we loved watching, we headed to Black Narrows Brewing Company. A nice, small brewery, seemed to be filled with local folks and not like a bar or restaurant that tourists would flood to. We were lucky to find two spots at the bar, sitting at the patron saint's seat (he was in the bar, but sitting with his family at a table, so the beertender let us know we could sit in his reserved seat). 

They were incredibly busy, and we thought about getting food from the place next door, Salts. I'm not a fan of boiled seafood really (I love shrimp but prefer it broiled or grilled), and it was just really crowded and busy in the brewery. If it was a little warmer, we would have sat outside (aforementioned, October is a weird month temperature wise). 

I felt a little rushed, so we enjoyed a couple of beers. They were all very good, and I have to say I'm impressed with what we sampled. Wondering what this place must be like on a hot August night.  

I'll be honest, that I'm not sure which beer this is. Untappd didn't have the Allegheny Highlands listed so I checked into this one as the Farmhouse Ale. Probably a lie. It was a delightful ale, with a peppery kiss. I enjoyed it. Doug got the Sounding Joy, which I didn't get a picture of. He liked it a lot. 

We then got the Cockle Creek (Scottish Ale) and the Piney Grove (APA).

Both were unique and delicious. We would have gotten another round but both of us were hungry and people were waiting to sit, so we opted out, and went for pizza. 

One note - a lot of people were getting flights, and I have to say that the flight boards/carriers were absolutely adorable. I wanted one just to bring home and put a flight of my wee plants on them.  Great craft from the wood of the carriers to the beer itself. 

Evolution Brewing, Stop One on the Pony Tour

 (visited October 8, 2022)

Doug and I needed a weekend away. 

He's been work-stressed and hell if I just don't want to go places and DO THINGS. I have a tendency to not leave the house for days on end, and then when I do, I want to more than touch grass. I want to drink beers, eat wings, talk to people, and hang out. 

We decided that a trip to the Delmarva Peninsula, specifically to the beach, was in order. 

The great thing about living south of New England means that we can still enjoy the outsideness of the world, and maybe even wear our Teva sandals while taking a long walk in October. And this was the weekend to do it. 

We were aiming for Chincoteague and a little hotel there, but along the way we knew of a couple breweries we would want to visit. Doug very much wanted to hit up Evolution Brewing for brunch before making it to Chincoteague. 

It was gorgeous out, so we set up camp at a table, ordered the Maryland Style Crab Dip appetizer, and started into our choices. First round was Exile Red Ale and Rise Up Nitro Stout. Both pictured below. 

The Red Ale was great but the nitro coffee stout was spectacular. A wonderful aroma of coffee and chocolate, creamy and smooth like chocolate milk. Just fantastic. 

While still enjoying our crab dip appetizer, we found our cups empty. Our server was fast to the task and brought next round. I got the Lucky 7 Porter and Doug went with the Pine'Hop'Le (which I personally would have just spelled Pinehopple, but I get it!) 

The porter was tasty, I'd consider this a flagship for this brewery, one that I've had other places along with the Lot 3. Doug has declared to me that he is "done" with IPAs, so I was surprised he went to the Pine'Hop'Le here, which was very good but it didn't have a huge pineapple bite like I'd hoped. We both liked it a lot. 

Saving all of my carbs for beer in life and usually diving face first into a salad with protein, I was tempted into the realm of chicken and waffle for lunch. Incredibly good, and I even caved and asked for some maple syrup. I mean, I've already slid super far into the carbs today, may as well make the waffle sing. Doug was good and had a big salad. 

Next, we went to the Tea-Ki Torch iced tea for me and Day Crush for Doug. I have to be completely honest and say I wasn't wowed by the iced tea. And the Day Crush was not as sour as I'd hoped. But it was good. 

Doug got up to stretch his legs, and poke around the Public House. I sat on the patio and listened to a table beside me talk about what kind of beer they like and whether or not they'd like this beer. "I like Guinness," the man said. I chimed in to recommend the Lucky 7 or the Stout. She likes lite beer, so I suggested the Pine'Hop'Le as better than any sort of lite beer she's had. They both thanked me for my recommendation when the beers came. They told me how they went to Ireland over the summer, toured the Guinness Factory and really loved being there. He said he's a Whiskey guy, and is trying to like beer. 

I told him he came to a good place to start. 

After a while, I wondered where the heck Doug was. I paid the tab, and ventured inside to see him coming out from the back with someone wearing an Evo brewer's shirt. 

Doug makes friends easy, and he must have caught Jim's eye poking round the place so Jim offered to show him around. Doug and I both have been around and around in breweries, so he tried to say no but, Jim was encouraging. 

When I walked in, he offered to show me around too. So I took him up on it. We went in back and saw all the operations from brewing to bottling to canning. We talked about malt and storage, equipment and engineering. While we were chatting, the owner, Tom Knorr, came around the bend and Jim had him come over to pose for a picture with us. 

Honestly, an honor to meet the men behind the brews. 

I appreciated Tom's time because he seemed like he was on a mission, talking on the phone and moving around the area. Jim was just a delight. Honestly a great time spent at the brewery chatting with him about how he landed there after retiring from Madison Avenue. 

It gives my little dreams of one day owning my own wee brewery (along with the idea of going to West Virginia for all my dishes for the pub) some inspiration. 

We still had a little ways to go from Salisbury to get to our hotel in Chincoteague, but took some take  away beer to enjoy in the hotel that night, and a great new long sleeved Evo T-shirt for me to sport around town. Here's a picture of Doug and me, with the barrels aging some future beer. 

I promised Jim I would send this to him, and think I lost his email so I hope if he's reading this he knows how very much we appreciated his tour, his time, his knowledge, and the beer he is so proud of. 

Sawbelly Brewing following my heart to beer in Exeter NH

Date of visit: June 17, 2022 

(Pictured right: Cauliflower Shawarma, pickled pineapple, SaWheat Heffe) 

We took a trip back up to the homeland, Massachusetts and New Hampshire, in mid June. We got to spend a lot of time with friends and family. At some points, we did absolutely nothing but sit on the porch at camp, listen to birds, enjoy the breeze, and bask in the temperature not being 9,000 degrees like it is in DC in mid June (or like it just was in New Orleans, as I recall our walk to Brieux Carre that day. Voof!) 

New Hampshire. Delightful. We have missed you.

My best friend recommended we take a ride over to Exeter and visit Sawbelly Brewing for lunch and beer. She doesn't drink beer herself, but she did love the food there when she visited, and figured heck, if the beer is as good, it'll be wonderful. We always take her recommendations. 

The sky was threatening rain in the distance with giant, friendly, puffy white clouds backed by grey thunderheads. We had our dog with us, so we were a little worried that the gentle sprinkles that we were feeling would turn into deluge in no time. We sat outside (obviously, because Dog) and were close to the Jeep in case one of us needed to jet to get the dog in for dryness, and the others would jet inside. We figured we'd rotate spending time with the dog in the car if that was necessary. No worries. 

We ordered the charcuterie board with the chef's cheese selection, naturally, and the thing that blew our minds was the pickled pineapple. We ended up asking for another wee jar of that because we just could not get over how magnificent it was. 

Because three of us were present (Geoff was with) we had more beer than usual, and swapped and shared. pictured below, in the full glory, four of the beers we enjoyed that I checked in to on Untappd: 

In It to Win It, New England Hazy IPA
Very friendly great starter to our visit

Broken Luck, Kölsch
My Untappd review simply says "Awesomeness." Crisp and wonderful.

Sonic Yute - West Coast IPA
Noting that I enjoyed a Sonic Youth in 1983 at Courtyard, I guess they're hot in the craft brewing world! 

Interstellar Love - Sour
It wasn't very sour, but with the little pickled pineapple jar, this was a wonderful way to end the meal. Beautiful color, unique, and pretty

The beers were spectacular, and our meals were great too. I had the Cauliflower Shawarma, my husband can't remember what he had because all he can do is talk about the pickled pineapple. Geoff had the double deluxe cheeseburger. And he inhaled it. Ten thumbs up from our crew on this trip. 

And again, because the pineapple is so well loved here, another shot. We also noted that the plates felt familiar to us. After we ate, we flipped one over to find it was from Homer Laughlin China Company. Hats off to Sawbelly for using one of our very favorite restaurant quality dinnerware!  We have been to the Fiesta factory store, and there is a gorgeous seconds outlet on either side of the building, one for Fiesta and one for Homer Laughlin. If I owned my own brewery foodrinkery, I'd be taking a truck to West Virginia to bring back a mix-and-match collection of hundreds of plates, coffee cups, saucers, bowls, everything. 

We also had a great time talking with our server, I can't recall his name, but it was a lot of fun spending time there talking beer and business. There were not a lot of people there when we were lunching, but when they have live music the place is busy and lively. Their website doesn't show their calendar for music but their social media is up to date and active. Makes me want to be there on a lovely fall night. 

Thankfully, the rain totally held up, the food was fantastic, and t-shirts and a sweatshirt came home with us. Looking forward to next visit to the north country. We'll be back. 

Pictured: my back, with the Sawbelly T-shirt at Mad Science Brewing Company a couple months later. Get a lot of compliments on this shirt. Gotta love it! 

Entry 5: New Orleans 2022, Courtyard Brewery

(should have been published in June but I got distracted) 

Our wedding anniversary was June 1st. We went out to dinner at the Pelican Club (fancy) to celebrate all 31 years of our marriage. We had a fantastic time. Cocktails, wine, no beer.  We went back to the hotel and took a big nap. As we were nearing the end of our stay in New Orleans, we decided to check out a small brewery called Courtyard Brewery. A few people had recommended we do our best to get over there, so we did. 

A very small, tucked into a little nook between a few other buildings on Camp Street, you can get ice cream and beer in this little tasting room. Seating available outside, which on the night we were there it had finally cooled off enough for us to get out and enjoy. We met a cat, who came by to hang out with us. Seemed so cool.

We have to admit, we were very influenced to come based on the art on their website and stickers and stuff. A very metal, kind of dark look, combining beer images with minotaurs and horned goats, we thought for sure this would be a fun place. 

If nothing else, a Tshirt or stickers were in our future. For our super metal head kid back home. 

We walked in to hear The Postal Service cranking over the speakers and it put a smile on my face. 

Not exactly the "metal" feel I was thinking we'd walk into, but I love me some Postal Service and enjoyed my first beer while singing through "Such Great Heights." Metal can wait. But hey, all music has a space in the beer world.

Thankfully (since I'm writing this long after we visited) Untappd tells me that I started with the Prose vs Poetry and Doug got the Inverse Speedbump. 

We also enjoyed the coconut hibiscus sourbae (pictured here), which I recall had a really peculiar scent but fantastic flavor. I usually steer away from anything that says "coconut," I'm not a big fan, but this was fruity, fabulous, fancy. 

And the color was gorgeous. 

A few other beers, feeling the impact and having just the best time on the patio together, I went in to get my last pour. Sonic Youth in 1983. Peculiar name, for sure, and I had a fantastic discussion with the beer tender and a guy on line (I think I bought him his beer. Feeling happy and magnanimous, like ya do). 

I think we had a huge discussion about Kim Gordon, Kill Yr Idols, the noise rock scene, the fact that this was all happening when he wasn't yet born and I was 16 and oblivious to the music at the time. 

Here's the beer named for the band, in 1983. 

I for sure drank way too much there, but every pour was stellar, the vibe was good, and yes. We came home with 3 t-shirts, a bunch of stickers, and we wear the shirts proudly around town to the breweries in this area. Well done Courtyard. 

Entry 4: New Orleans 2022, Zony Mash, the Beerological Point Of Interest

 Entry 4 in a series on New Orleans (should have been posted June 5th but I got distracted)

Zony Mash is making history in a place of history.

The Gem Theatre once housed one of two African American movie theaters in New Orleans. When the theater closed, it stood vacant for years until Wayward Owl brewery moved into the space and created a great brewery from what I read online. They ran for about two years. 

The brewers behind Zony Mash saw their opportunity and moved in. 

The exterior of the building is much the same as it would have been if you were headed to see a show. And this is kind of beautiful in a lot of ways, to me at least. 

Located "uptown" near the Broadmoor area, the beer posters fill the slots where movie posters once were. And when you walk in, it still has that kind of theater foyer feel to it. The area that I assumed was once upon a time the parking lot is now a stone-filled outdoor beer garden, with a small corner stage, hardly any shade. 

We were there very early on purpose. We checked in with our tickets, got the wristbands, bought a couple beers, hit the food truck parked outside for some of the best red beans & rice, tacos, and quesadillas we'd had in a long time. 

I started out with the Tiny Bubbles beer, which was a good pairing with the quesadilla. 

The heat had dropped off substantially but radiated up towards us from the stones. I have to imagine that it's not fun being out there in August! 

We were there for the beers and for the band. Rebirth Brass Band was highly recommended to us by the bartender at d.b.a. and we were all for it. 

As noted in the previous entry, Julie let us know the brewery was doing a lot of sour beers, and we're happy to enjoy those. 

My next beer was the King of Carrot Flowers which Julie recommended. 

While it sure looks like carrot, I didn't detect any carrot flavor. Carrots don't really have a lot of flavor. However, this had a strong mango taste and I liked that a lot. 

The crowd was starting to filter in, I thought it was weirdly under crowded to start with. We took some seats on the left, and waited for the band to start up. They seemed to be running late, I got the impression as this was the third band I'd seen in New Orleans that running late may just be on time for some folks. 

That's okay as long as it starts up. 

Sound checking continued well past the start time, and Doug went to get me another beer. This time I went for the Session Pale Ale, Makin' Groceries. 

Just in time for the band to come on out and make a joyful noise. Rebirth Brass Band was featured in the show Treme, and for over 20 years they've been a huge feature in New Orleans Jazz, defining things in a new and fun way. Traditional yet new, with a sense of hip hop and jam bands, you could imagine how much fun this was. 

Lost track of the beers we had, started writing this entry months ago and got distracted by work. 

Let's just say, Zony Mash isn't located downtown, it's out of your way,  but it is worth it to take the trip out there. Do it.

Entry 3: New Orleans 2022, d.b.a. and Spotted Cat

Entry 3 in a series on New Orleans

On Sunday, after the Avenue Pub, we took a really long walk towards the Lower Garden District and Irish Channel. It was hot. We didn't stop anywhere along the way, even though there were plenty of good opportunities and if we didn't have to be somewhere by 5pm, we would have dipped down to Urban South or NOLA brewing or the others that are in the area. Next time, for sure!

Doug wanted to see the Palmetto Bug Stompers at d.b.a. so we Ubered over and got there before anyone else was there.

 Most of the time I wouldn't write specifically about a bar but I felt like our experience here was worth mentioning. 

We sidled up to the bar, and ordered a few things.

Doug ordered a DAT'SUMA IPA from Faubourg Brewing, and I got a High Noon Seltzer Peach (I do believe I had one at the Avenue too, but it's not beer so I didn't write it up). 

But, I will say the High Noon Seltzer is probably the best hard seltzer I've had.

Truly and White Claw are super gross in comparison and I can't believe people would pick that over High Noon if there's an option. High Noon is doing next level deliciousness, and the Peach is the best of them all (I had the Watermelon and Grapefruit too).  Do yourself a favor, if you see High Noon, get it instead.

The DAT'SUMA IPA was really good, very fruity, orange forward, flavorful. The taps were wonderfully cold, and we started having a wonderful conversation with the bartenders about craft brewing in New Orleans. Julie was wearing an Urban South shirt, so we asked about it and what her other favorite spots were. She noted we were there to see the band, and that we should go over to Zony Mash Beer Project on Tuesday for the Rebirth Brass Band and enjoy that. Tickets required, but worth the go. 

We noted that, enjoyed the band for three hours, and had more beers and seltzers. I didn't keep track, we were just in the moment, enjoying the folks at the bar, sampling shots of 21 Seeds Cucumber Jalapeño Tequila, which smelled like cucumber and bit like jalapeño. It wasn't bad, but I am not sure I'd get it for margarita making. 

Doug ended his night with a long time favorite, the Frambois by Brouwerij Lindemans. So delicious, wonderful, fruity, amazing. One of the best Lambics on the planet. And seeing as we didn't dive into any of the Boon offerings at the Avenue Pub, this was a good choice. 

d.b.a. doesn't serve food, and it was now late, and of course we were hungry. We missed our chance to grab a bahn mi from the market next door (again, on Julie's recommendation) so when the show ended we tried to grab something at Dat Dog. The balcony was closed, and the line was out the door so we walked across the street to Willie's Chicken Shack. We destroyed several pieces of chicken, and got daiquiris to go. I ended up with  brain freeze so vicious I had to hand mine over to Doug. It was horrible. And heartbreaking cause I kinda wanted the damn thing. Oh well.  

I'm grouping our d.b.a. visit with another stop a day or so later at the Spotted Cat Music Club. We found ourselves on Frenchman again, and it was the middle of the day. Not a lot was open over there yet, but we heard music coming from inside and decided to check it out. There was a trio playing, apologizing that their bass player wasn't there yet. But they were making due with the guitar, fiddle, and saxophone and it was wonderful to hear. 

We sat at the bar and I noticed they had two options from Zony Mash, where we'd be headed that very night. 

I had their seltzer, the Zony Pop Satsuma. It wasn't as good as High Noon but they're making it in bulk for national distribution and Zony Mash is a local brewery so their batches are smaller. It had a good flavor, and I'd have it again. 

I then tried their Be Present sour, which was super sour and fruity. Delicious.

 

Julie had mentioned that Zony Mash was doing some great work in the sours, and she wasn't kidding.  Trust the local bartender with the local craft beer t-shirt on. Always. We didn't stick around too long, and I got my head start on the Zony Mash Experience with these two tastes!