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The Hop Brief: Boneyard Beer Armored Fist

July 21st, 2011 No comments

Armored Fist

Enjoyed on 7/19/2011

Brewery: Boneyard Beer

Location: Bend, OR

Beer: Armored Fist

Web: http://www.boneyardbeer.com/

Presentation: 64oz Growler

Vintage: 2011

Style: Northwest Style Cascadian Dark Ale

Barrel: N/A

ABV: 10.0%

IBU: 80

Hops: N/A

Malt: N/A

Commercial Description:

Imperial Cascadian is the NW style of this brew. This is a very well balanced, extremely hoppy black ale. It is very reminiscent of a winter ale. Armored fist is a collaboration beer brewed with the good ole boys from Three Floyd’s Brewing out of Chicago.

Beer Advocate: B (3.88)

Rate Beer: 91 (3.88)

Timperial’s Notes:

Background.

As you may have gathered from previous articles on this site, my (Timperial) Mom lives in Bend, OR.  Prior to her recent visit, being the amazing mother that she is, she asked me if I wanted her to bring any beer with her.  Obviously, I jumped at the opportunity.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – the very best thing about the current trend in collaboration brewing is the fact that the two (or more) breweries then share distribution networks for the release of the beer.  Armored Fist offers North-westerners a rare glimps into the storied world of Three Floyds Brewing.  This proves an excitement for me that I can’t easily put into words.

As of this moment, I have only had one Boneyard beer.  It was very highly thought of.  Let’s see if it was a fluke.

Appearance.

Armored Fist is the precise color of a fictional, most perfect CDA in my mind.  So I guess it’s no longer a fictional beer.  I’m currently holding it in real, live, 3D.  It’s as beautiful as I thought it would be.  It’s not really black.  It’s not as dark as I remember Stone XI being.  I bring that beer up because it’s the first CDA/IBA that I ever had.  I recall that, from all outward appearances, it was a stout in my glass.  Then, it was full of hop aroma and flavor.  Stone XI captured some serious shock appeal, which isn’t without merit, but as more and more beers of the stye have hit the market I have had the privileged of becoming a much more discerning aficionado.

Maybe I have just made an association with certain examples that have wowed me.  Maybe it has to do with the way that the CDAs that I have brewed turned out.  I’m not entirely sure, but however I have come to the realization, I firmly believe that the D in CDA is a D not a B for a reason.  The brew should be dark, not black.

This beer is brown with ruby highlights.  When held to the light, it shines a deep maroon with excellent clarity.  The head that forms on the pour is tan, approaching brown, and is mighty dense.  It falls gracefully, leaving a lace that cakes up something impressive.  There is always a faint wisp of tan on the brew’s surface, a product of the firm carbonation that rises from the vessel floor.  This is my second Boneyard beer and the second time that I have offered them a perfect score in appearance.

Odor.

As with RPM IPA, this beer was growlered at the brewery in Bend and transported to me by my mother.  That was 18 days ago now.  In my time at Lazy Boy Brewing, I would never suggest to a customer that they wait more than two weeks before consuming a growler.  Sometimes life gets in the way though, and here I am, reviewing the beer none-the-less.

Though to be honest, if I had opened the growler to different results I would have scrapped the review completely.  I’m not going to issue negative opinions on a beer that isn’t as the brewers intended.  But, a twist of the lid produced a hiss and a sniffer placed to the opening was all I really needed to know that things were still in good order.  When a head formed on the pour, that was just further assurance.

That little nose poke prior to the pour was incredibly telling of this beer’s quality.  I could tell that it was a CDA just by the nose.  It was bright in hop aroma with a roasted backbone that’s truly unmistakable.  It excites the shit out of me!  What a great style!

Once in the glass, some mild disruption of the fluid brings the effervescence back to life, forcing the odors up toward my olfactory receptors.  My brain instantly translates and my first thought is of cannabis.  The hops are highly herbal here with a strong sweetness.  As the brew warms it becomes more and more challenging to properly direct thoughts to any common hop adjectives.  The malts come closer and closer to the foreground in that evolution, masking some of the lupulin nuance.

My best attempt to properly convey the hop’s attributes is to call it candy coated pot.  It’s all I can think of.  I can confidently confide that there is nothing in the air right now that would prompt these notions.  There is a little bit of fruitiness, like sweet pink grapefruit in the nose, as well as a pine like notion that opens in time.  It has more of a spruce scent.  It’s a beautiful thing

The malt profile is roasty, slightly chocolatey, and telling of deeply caramelized barley which implements a stone fruit, datey notion.  One of the greatest qualities of the CDA is the added complexity of kilned and roasted grains.  IPAs will always sit a bit low on my style superiority totem pole for their lack of overall complexity.  This style greatly improves the positioning of uber hopped beers on that pole.

Mouthfeel.

The MF of AF is HF!  Translation: The mouth feel of Armored Fist is holy fuck!  Yes, holy fuck, how is it possible that this beer is so perfect in my mouth after resting in a growler for 2 and a half weeks?  I can’t explain that but I can explain that this beer feels like a rambunctious kitten in my mouth.  It’s ever so soft and fluffy but it can’t sit still for a minute.  The body is silk but the bubbly prods my taste buds and disallows them to be relaxed by the alcohol.  The flavors light up like fireworks and spin and dance like these crazed little devils (thanks Chris Ellis).  A true pleasure.  Thankfully, no claws on the tiny paws.

Flavor.

Sometimes I think that I should write this section first so that I don’t begin to tire before the “meat and potatoes”, but then I remind myself that flavor really isn’t the meat and potatoes of a beer.  I mean, it seems like it should be.  We drink craft beer because it tastes superior to all that macro swill.  That is surely factual but craft beer is so much in such a small package.  If you blind-folded yourself and held your nose while you drank beer, a huge percentage of the enjoyment would be stifled.  Realistically, the tongue only perceives the firm standing pillars of flavor – salty, sour, sweet, bitter, etc.  I think that about 70% of what we call flavor is detected via smell.  Correct me if I’m wrong.

Perhaps I should shift weights in my scoring system to align with this notion.  Perhaps.

With that being said, I can, no doubt, discuss bitterness.  80 IBUs is husky.  I do not sense an overwhelming bitterness to this beer until it warms significantly.  Even then, all of the other exciting things that my senses are contemplating muffle the intensity.  That, ladies and gentleman, is called brewing expertise.  This beer is world fucking class.

Hops easily dominate the flavor.  This is The Hop Brief after all.  Citrus notes are really laid on thick here.  Some more of that plum like stone fruit can be found in the malt profile, but it’s wholly Cascadian.

Aftertaste.

Hops may dominate the flavor but malt dominates the aftertaste.  How fucking magical is that?  Beer is so righteous.  Every little element of the experience offers something new.  All that roasted grain and chocolatey goodness comes out after the swallow.  This is another reason why CDAs are so brilliant.

I know that nearly all of the non-West Coast brewers out there feel that the term Cascadian is a misnomer, or that it’s just historically inaccurate – that the style wasn’t initially a product of the West.  Who cares?  Call it whatever you want.  Let’s just celebrate the style, whomever first conceived of it.

The reason CDA’s are so brilliant lies in the aftertaste.  Bitterness, a stalwart characteristic of all things hopped, is innately perceived as drying.  Chocolate is also bitter and dry.  Roasted and kilned grains, due to the heating process that creates them, have an acrid dryness.  These elements all share a common ground.  When you swallow an overly bittered IPA, you are dried out and left with a, more often than not, subtle graininess.  Here, there is a consistency with added complexity of flavor.  Flavor elements that are not at all out of place, but entirely interesting and delicious.

Summary.

Just like that, after Boneyard beers one and two, I’d put them very near the top of my list of the best hoppy beer producers in the Northwest.  I just may put them at the top of my over-all best breweries in the Northwest list after I try all of their beers.  I greatly look forward to my next visit to Bend, or Boneyard distributing to Seattle, whichever comes first.  Cheers to an exceptional new brewery!

Color/Head/Retention [maximum of 1.00 point possible]: 1.00

Odor [maximum of 2.00 points possible]: 2.00

Carbonation/Mouthfeel [maximum of 1.00 point possible]: 1.00

Hop Flavor [maximum of 3.00 points possible]: 2.91

Malt Flavor/Balance [maximum of 2.00 points possible]: 1.98

Finish/Aftertaste [maximum of 1.00 point possible]: 1.oo

Total [maximum of 10.00 points possible]: 9.89

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The Hop Brief: Boneyard Beer RPM IPA

July 12th, 2011 No comments

Boneyard RMP IPA

Enjoyed on 7/11/2011

Brewery: Boneyard Beer

Location: Bend, OR

Beer: RPM IPA

Web: http://www.boneyardbeer.com/

Presentation: 64oz Growler

Vintage: 2011

Style: American Style India Pale Ale

Barrel: N/A

ABV: 7.5%

IBU: 75

Hops: N/A

Malt: N/A

Commercial Description:

RPM IPA should break the hop tachometer! Pale in color with pineapple and citrus notes exploding from the glass. Boiled and dry hopped using 4 Northwest hop varietals. Prepare yourself for a wild ride…Rev it up with the RPM IPA!!!

Beer Advocate: A- (4.18)

Rate Beer: No Score

Timperial’s Notes:

Background.

As you may have gathered from previous articles on this site, my (Timperial) Mom lives in Bend, OR.  Prior to her recent visit, being the amazing mother that she is, she asked me if I wanted her to bring any beer with her.  Obviously, I jumped on the opportunity.  As of this moment, Boneyard is the only Bend Brewery that I have yet to consume the product of.  The time is neigh.

Appearance.

It has now been 10 days since this growler was filled.  My obvious fear was that RPM would be flat.  Luckily, that is very much not the case tonight.  My mother did let the folks at the taproom know that there would likely be some time (and miles) between the filling and the consuming [and she may have also mentioned the fact that it was for a blogger] so as I understand it, the oxygen was purged to the best ability of the brewery before filling.  Whatever was done, it worked.

There was a calming “psst” as the cap was unscrewed and a fairly vigorous pour allowed for the rising of a small but without a doubt present head to form.  The froth appeared white and the bubbles where tightly packed.  A triumphant raising of the glass toward the heavens (light) allowed me to gaze upon the quickly rising bubbles and in that sight I knew that RPM was fully uncompromised.  Success!

The fluid itself is quite hazy but not wholly murky.  It’s just softly translucent, enough to play tricks on my eyes.  When left in the shadows the color is a dark, reddish amber that nearly borders on light brown.  When held to the light it drastically brightens (no shit!) and a glorious orange hue is revealed.  The lacing is truly stunning.

Odor.

I stuck my nose right in the opening of the growler the moment the cap was removed and I was very happy with the results.  I honestly didn’t know what to expect from this brew but things are looking and smelling really good so far.  The coldness of the sample doesn’t seem to subdue the intense hopiness on the nose.   Little maltiness can be recognized at first… we’re just swimming in lupulin.  It’s a joy!

I know it says it right in the description above but it really is super obvious here that this was dry-hopped and dry-hopped with a slew of different varieties.  The hop aroma is complex in that it bears many, not just one, of the typical hop induced odors.  To continue to mirror the description, citrus and pineapple play a role, but my nose seems to detect a spiciness first and foremost.  It’s not too unlike a holiday potpourri, heavily steeped in pine wreath, cinnamon and allspice.  There is a dash of dank earth but a sweetness contradicts any fruitless landscape and forces thoughts back to dense trees and lavish flowering life.

Mouthfeel.

RPM isn’t exactly redlining in this category but it really shouldn’t be.  Or, it doesn’t need to be.  We could argue that 7.5% is bordering on imperial status, and with it could come a desire for a thick body to stand as foundation for the heat, but I feel that this is properly classified and thus, right in line as far as mouthfeel is concerned.  Ultimately, there is no heat to concern us.  It’s hidden beneath the hop onslaught, which is how this category should always stand.  Would a bit of dextrin have a positive effect?  I believe it would, yes, but again, it’s not necessary.  There is the slightest thinness as I swallow but the growler could be to blame and the next section stands strong enough to allow me to quickly forget about flaws on any kind.

Flavor.

This beer is an IPA.  What does that mean to you?  India Pale Ale.  Those three words clearly mean something slightly different to almost everyone, especially professional brewers.  One thing is ever present in the category – hops.  That fact alone though manifests itself in many, many ways.  Since I’m the reviewer here, my opinion of how an IPA should taste is all that matters.  Perennial readers of this site are probably painfully aware of what I look for in an IPA since I seem to feel the need to hammer it home with nearly every hopped up review I write.  Give me residual sweetness, don’t over bitter, and pack as much hop flavor and aroma as you possibly can into the liquid.  It’s my opinion that there shouldn’t exist a single IPA in existence that isn’t dry-hopped.  Leave it out and call it a pale ale.

This is a Timperial IPA.  Straight up.  Seriously, the only thing I can possibly think of that I’d like to see in this beer other than the aforementioned increase in body is a stronger caramel malt profile.  The craziest part is that I really have to continually remind myself that this is a single IPA.  Oh my lord how excited I become at the thought of sampling a Boneyard imperial IPA.  But allow me to repeat, RPM is a single IPA, and with that in mind this beer is nearly perfect.  The sweetness is spot on, combating over-bitterness.  The hop flavor is piney and citrusy and ever so refreshing.  It’s not like you’re sucking on a flower but it’s a tea that has been intensely steeped.  It’s not hop extract, it’s hops and sugar water and pretty much nothing else.  Do you want to know what hops taste like without bitter face implosion or bakery like malts interfering?  Drink an RPM.

Aftertaste.

The moment that I swallow this beer I think about how insanely easy it is to drink.  It really is like hop water, which may sound negative but believe me it isn’t.  It’s just so clean and enjoyable.  There is the slightest lingering bitterness but it’s not enough to dry you out.  The sweetness and maltiness, on the other hand, is fairly subdued here as well.  You’re not left with a whole lot of anything in particular.  Most notably, I’m not left with an encumbering drunkenness.  I’d never suggest that a 7.5% brew is sessionable but when considering the amount of enjoyment this beer geek has gotten out of RPM, that’s saying something.

Summary.

I think I have been fairly emphatic about my stance on the quality of this beer.  RPM is my definition of a West Coast IPA.  If I lived in Bend, OR I would probably build a conveyor belt linking my house with the brewery taproom so that I would have a constant flow of RPM at all times.  I would drink it in place of water.  I would cook with it and pour it on my cereal.  I would water the plants with it and bathe in it.  I might even boil it down into a powder and sprinkle it in my yard with hopes of cultivating RPM IPA.

Color/Head/Retention [maximum of 1.00 point possible]: 1.00

Odor [maximum of 2.00 points possible]: 2.00

Carbonation/Mouthfeel [maximum of 1.00 point possible]: 0.96

Hop Flavor [maximum of 3.00 points possible]: 3.00

Malt Flavor/Balance [maximum of 2.00 points possible]: 1.92

Finish/Aftertaste [maximum of 1.00 point possible]: 0.94

Total [maximum of 10.00 points possible]: 9.82

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