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February 08, 2003

Alcohol, The Cause Of, And

Alcohol, The Cause Of, And Solution To, All Life's Problems

Split a bottle of Wolaver's Organic Hard Cider with the Father-in-law tonight. A pretty big bottle, mind you, so we got about a pint each. I liked it enough that I might keep the second bottle I bought hidden until he leaves on Sunday. Probably not, though. What's the point of having good alcohol if you can't share it?

To write a really thorough review, I'd have needed to take notes and ignored the company, which I have barely enough sense not to do, thanks to years of presumably frustrating effort on the part of the Sainted wife. So this won't be one of those. Perhaps if I can keep G-daddy's paws off the second bottle I'll do a more complete one later on, 'cause there's nothing the Internet needs more than another alcohol reviewer.

I can say it's the driest American cider I've ever had, and my bias is towards the drier English ciders, so I liked it a good deal. Unlike Woodchuck or Cider Jack, which are both overly fruity and sweet to begin with, with Wolaver's you can tell that it's alcoholic (6%), which gave the cider a nice bourbon overtone. Not that I won't drink the other two. I took a twelve of Woodchuck with me on the fishing trip, but they're not alcohols worthy of good treatment. You swig them directly from the bottle while you change bait, or while waiting for a bite, like American beer, and save the good stuff for later in the evening, when there's an abundance of glasses, and less of an abundance of salt, sand, and fish slime.

The price was pretty good, too, only $4.00 a bottle at the Chapel Hill Whole Foods.

Now, for the exciting bit, at least to me. While googling around looking for the Wolaver's home page, I ran across the Belmont Station, the order-cases-of-beer-over-the-Internet-site that I have been pining for for years. I would have picked Beltramo's to win this race, but they seem content with just wine and spirits. Belmont Station doesn't have quite the functionality I'd prefer, (building cases by adding one six pack at a time to an online shopping cart like, well, like Beltramo's), but they will at least let me e-mail them my desires, and they will ship a mixed case.

Now that I've found a place that I can buy any beer I desire, and I know this because they offer not only Abbey trippels, but quadruppels!, I need to start planning what to take with me on this year's trip. If the past is any indication, I'll need to take the equivalent of 5 cases for a week. Let me know your favorites, and I'll start building a list. I've already put one on it, if it's available. Rodenbach Red

If your favorites tend to run to Icehouse, Natural Light, Rolling Rock or some other macro brew, rest assured that they will make the trip. That's what everyone else brings.* Not me. Funny how those brands are always the ones left over, though.

* Except for Budweiser, or Bud light. No one ever brings Bud anything. We like the commercials, not the beer.

Posted by Bigwig at February 8, 2003 12:34 AM | TrackBack
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