Max and I were grouchy on Monday. For those of you who know us, this doesn’t sound important, because we’re usually grouchy. But we both just had God awful days, and were therefore far more abrasive than usual. So it was a good night for good beer.
We finished off the six pack Max’s delightful cousin had sent out from Ohio, and I, for one, would really appreciate it if he would send more (directly to me, please). We were slightly more impressed with Part 1, but we wanted to give you a complete look at the Great Lakes Brewing Company, for any of you who were thinking you’d fly to the Midwest for your next night out. So here you go!
Their IPA, Commodore Perry (different Commodore Perry) was decent. Max is more of an IPA fan than myself, but we both agreed that this bottle was a bit unusual. For one thing, it was orange, and more frothy like champagne than foamy like a beer should be. However, it was also slightly less intense than your standard IPA, and less bitter. So for those who want a decent intro IPA, this may be a good start (with a healthy 7.5% ABV). I said it would be good with tacos. Max said it would be good with another beer (again, he was REALLY grouchy).
Conway’s Irish Ale (whoever Conway was) got our lowest recommendation. Didn’t taste like much, though I suppose if you favor alcohol content over taste, this might be OK (admittedly at 6.5% ABV, it isn’t the best choice). It almost tasted like milk, with a little maple syrup in it. I suggested it had an aftertaste of tangelos, but the grouchy one glared at me for that. He also informed me that this bottle would go well with a better beer…so we went on to the one we had truly been looking forward to.
Both being big porter fans, we were most excited for the Edmund Fitzgerald (not a clue, so don’t ask). It smelled divine…a lot like when your dad used to soak mesquite chips in the backyard. However, when we sipped, we found it tasted like a flat Coca-Cola. This actually wasn’t awful. The beer was pretty good! But the flavor notes in the background were very similar to what Coke would taste like if you took out all the sugar and most of the carbonation. Maybe with a little oatmeal flavor towards the middle (I began suggesting other grains, but Max glared at me, so I stopped). We decided it would go really well with brownies…that may have been because we were eating brownies.
Thus satiated, we both were able to depart in a better mood. We were pretty fair in our ratings despite our case of the Mondays.
Commodore Perry: 6.5
Conway’s Irish Ale: 4.5
Edmund Fitzgerald: 7.8
A little bit of everything.
And we promise to be friendlier next time…right, Max?