So, sometimes things change, just like that.
I didn’t go on the mega-North-pub-crawl, despite everyone’s wonderful suggestions (though I should say the Brewery Tap in Chester, serving Spitting Feathers beers was fantastic.). Our visiting the North West was totally consumed with hiking.
I went on the 38 pub crawl with some great ale hounds from the Randomness Guide to London. I took notes but have failed to write them up due to our approach which saw us visiting all pubs on the route, condemning us to endless halves of Guinness. It just proved how many really dire pubs there are serving the same 5 generic beers.
Now, Mr. Malting and I are sitting in the chaos of our tiny London flat amidst half-filled moving boxes, opening the bottle of BrewDog Abstrakt 01 which James kindly sent to me six months ago. I probably should have aged this for another six months but we had something to celebrate.
Mr. Malting has been offered a job in North Yorkshire and so we are moving, and not just leaving London as we have wanted to do for some time, but moving to a part of the UK that has captivated me since I first visited over a decade ago. (And the beer up there…Maud help me…!) I’m in a dream-haze about it; I didn’t think our escape would be so soon and precisely hopeful.
So, on to the beer– the color of dark, baltic amber– I should really let mine settle a bit as the yeast is floating around but this flavour is quite mellow for a Belgian, and a quad to boot. I’ve never had a quad so I have little to compare it to, but I have had a triple or two and this beer shares that fruit-wine character of a triple, yet it’s a bit brighter and the fruits are fresher. There’s almost a berry jam note here and perhaps some tropical fruits as well. This is vanilla infused but I can’t detect the vanilla, that’s probably due to my difficulty picking up that note in beers in general rather than the beer itself. There’s a subtle honey nose. Mr. Malting says it reminds him of a kind of liquor. I get the faintest horse blanket finish on this– the only aspect that I could say with confidence reminds me of a Belgian ale, and is something I associate with some Belgian yeasts.
I feel a tad guilty drinking this so soon, but we had to toast our continuing adventure in this fair island, and as I look back on everything that has made me feel at home here and has fascinated me I have to say BrewDog has played a key role in all that and it’s only fitting. Here’s to a new chapter!
Impy Malting 
How exciting! Congrats!
Mind you, moving further north just as the nights are drawing in wouldn’t be my thing at all. But the beer should be plenty consolation.
Hi Beer Nut– I know what you mean about the short days. It’s still hard to get used to– though imagine how long the days are in summer! You and Ms. Beer Nut have to come visit us– we’ll actually have space up there for guests which is something we didn’t have in London.
Congratulations! (Don’t tell any of my northern friends I said this but Yorkshire is a lovely place and) There’s some great beer up there!
You should buy some AB03 to drink when you get to the new place – that’s a delicious beer (it’s Zephyr aged for long with raspberries added… YUM!)
Hi Mark, thanks– Yorkshire is really beautiful! I unfortunately missed getting some of the AB 03– SADNESS! It’s all sold out.
Such a shame that we didn’t manage to meet up until you were just about to move away!
I know what you mean, Kake– I was thinking the same thing. If you ever come to York, you have crash space! And maybe I can make it down for another London pub crawl!
You’ll be able to come and watch my band play rock & roll in Whitby during Folk Week next August.
Neville, it’s in the Diary! I’m so excited to be a short train/bus ride from Whitby!