We headed over to the Cascade Barrel House for the 1 year anniversary celebration today.
The folks over at Cascade kicked off the 1 year anniversary of the opening of their barrel house in SE Portland today in epic style. Over on the production side they had the original blends of Bourbonic Plague (’09), Vlad the Imp Aler (’09), Beckberry (’10) & Noyeaux (’10). The Bourbonic has been a scarcity around these parts lately. And, as anyone who pays any attention to my ramblings knows, it is just the gosh darned best beer ever.
Bourbonic is a “blend of strong dark porters \ aged in oak, wine and Bourbon barrels, then blended with a dark porter that had been brewed with vanilla beans and cinnamon. The blend is then aged an additional 14 months on dates. This is a big heavy beer coming in at 12.67% alcohol. It is rich and roasty like you would expect from an imperial porter. But there is also something more. The nose has the dark roasted notes but also hints of dark fruit, vanilla, bourbon and that lactic sourness that makes Cascade famous. As with any good brew in this category things really kick up a notch as the brew is allowed to warm some. The taste is extremely complex. More going on here than I have ever had off of any other brew. You have dark roasted malts, sweet bourbon and vanilla, dark fruits and a lactic sourness that just cuts you to the core. This beer is not for the faint of heart. But it is well worth the effort. The best beer ever.
As part of the celebration they also put on sale 10 cases each of the original Vlad the Impaler and Bourbonic Plague 2009 blends. Accordingly, Our beer cellar just got a whole lot more interesting. We picked up 2 bottles of the bourbonic and a single bottle of the Vlad. Just really great stuff. As always, we had a really great time over at Cascade.
The whole event was just an extremely festive time. The event was well attended but never crowded. Devotees of the sour were jubilant over the availability of some of the juggernauts of the sour world. Ron, the owner, was cracking open vintage bottles of several off their offerings including the Royal, Kriek and Vine for devotees waiting in line for the bottles. I got some Stephen King reading in. Got to walk around and play with Milo. And we met up with a good friend.
Perhaps best of all, at any given time, we were always one of 3 groups that had an infant. I love it when beer culture is embracing of families.