Firestone Walker Sucaba

Firestone Walker Sucaba

In 48 hours we will be owners of our new home. The mortgage is squared away. Closing details are all set. The packing is nearly done. Now we wait. It’s a huge week, with the closing, and the moving, a golf tournament I’m running on Friday. I came into the week super excited, however stress at work beat me down the last couple of days…BAD. Tonight Melissa and I took a long walk, which helped blow off some steam. That is, until half way through the sky opened up and absolutely down-poured on us, hurricane-style. And better yet, we were a good mile away from home when it happened.

Putting all of that aside, I’m sitting down to enjoy a beer and binge-watch our new favorite show, Silicon Valley. In my glass I have a 2014 bottle of Firestone Walker Sucaba. The wife brought home this bottle from California over a year ago and I have been aging it.

It’s a potent beast – a 13.5% barleywine. It’s also insanely complex. There’s all kinds of malt-action up in this beotch, highlighted by strong oak notes and finishing with a mixture of dark fruit flavors including raisin and fig. It’s a fine beer. No…it’s a fine-ass beer. I’m so glad I aged it, as a year ago it may have been too strong. Shit, right now it’s borderline!

-Lost

Ridgeway Crimanally Bad Elf

While the Giant Slept
While the Giant Slept

Merry Christmas LIBA readers! I hope you all had a wonderful day today. The last week has been filled with holiday celebrations and all of them have been great for me. Last night we went to a Christmas party with my father-in-law’s extended family. We had a great time catching up, playing Cards Against Humanity and we even made out like bandits at the Yankee Swap. Today we spent the afternoon with my mother-in-law’s extended family, eating good food and scoring more great Yankee Swap goodies. The best gift I got in the past week was a print titled “While the Giant Slept”, which is pictured above. The lithograph pictures Pearl Harbor seconds before the first bomb dropped…before the world changed forever. My wife got me a signed, numbered artist’s proof of the print. I have one of 100 copies that exist. Once I get it framed, I’ll share a picture.

Tonight I’m relaxing, watching Game of Thrones and drinking Ridgeway Crimanally Bad Elf. This English barleywine was another gift from my mother. And while I’ve tried beers like bad elf and insanely bad elf, I don’t believe I’ve ever had this criminal version.

It pours a straightforward amber color with minimal head. It has a medicinal, alcohol aroma, which is not particularly pleasing. Dark fruit and heavy malts with brown sugar flavors dominate. The brew is incredibly sweet and quite boozy. It’s 10.5% ABV is barely masked, if at all. As the beer warms, even slightly, the booziness increases. The intense sweetness isn’t jiving with me right now, so I’m not particularly enjoying it. Perhaps in a smaller quantity in a different setting, I would have enjoyed this more…

-Lost

Ridgeway Crimanally Bad Elf