Has American Craft Beer Culture Gone Over the Top?

I remember reading an article about reverse culture shock, written by an American expat who had been abroad for several years. He finally returned to the States and went to the grocery store. Naturally, that's where it hit him. Things had changed. So many choices. An embarrassment of riches. He expressed a mixture of amazement and delight and vague disgust at a type of rabid consumerism that we generally take for granted.

That's what I see on my horizon. We'll be back in the States in less than two weeks, so I'm doing advance research. Looking at the websites, draft lists and dinner menus of trendy beer bars and restaurants, for example... I'm amazed. Delighted. And vaguely disgusted. So many choices. And it's all so damn precious.

One place that really piques my interest – and I think this is a fair example of the US craft-beer-and-food trend, particularly in larger cities – is the Birch & Barley restaurant in DC, and its attached ChurchKey beer bar. They have a person whose title is beer director. They have pairings. They have foie gras. On the daytime bar menu they have lists of "farmstead cheeses" and charcuterie. The taps are pouring Kölsch from Köln, Alt from Düsseldorf, biere de garde from France, and Scotch-barrel-aged beers from Scotland – and that's just to mention a few.

It's all a bit... much. It's enough to make a yank want to duck into a cheap dive and quietly suck down shakers of Sierra Nevada. Because frankly I would be content to do so.

Or I could be a good soldier, put on a brave face, and attack that Pig's Head Terrine with a becher of Uerige Sticke. You know. Just for courage.

I'm not fooling you, am I?

D.C., Missouri, Wyoming, Oregon: Tell Me Where to Go.

Our upcoming trip to the States will be a fairly long one encompassing decent chunks of all those places. Finally liberated from intensive Spanish classes that have limited my writing time, I'll be blogging from the road. Where would you send us? If you know any of those areas, what are the must-do's?

Remember that my wife and I are beer geeks who've been abroad for about four years. There are new haunts even in the areas that we (used to) know well. And we are just as likely to hunt interesting food and atmosphere as we are memorable brews.

So if some joint or beer or plate has a special place in your heart, tell me about it. We might just track it down.

Pictured: the Oscura, a coffeeish dark brown homebrew that was probably the best beer in Costa Rica last week. This week it's a barrel of sessionable, dry-hopped pale ale that happens to be in my fridge. If we have serious competition, I'd like to know about it.

Ingredients Just Fall From Trees Around Here.

I've been thinking about the cas fruit. It's a zesty little green jobber that falls from Costa Rican trees and starts rotting the second it hits the ground. You have to be quick. But it's worth the effort.

It doesn't travel well, so you won't find it at any of your fancy organic markets or big-city Latin groceries. Or rather, I'd be very surprised if you did. And there are few fruits like it so it's pretty difficult to describe. But essentially it's round, tart and acidic, and very refreshing when made into a soft drink. Fresco de cas (pictured) is a popular item in sodas* across the country. Even though they add sugar. They really shouldn't. In-house experiments with sour cas drinks have proven successful. You don't need a recipe. Just think of a blender full of cas with a splash of water and a squeeze of lime and you've got the idea. A shot of Guaro never hurt anyone either.

Well, it probably has hurt someone. Not me though.

Anyway, as an amatuerish homebrewer who has always found that his favorite beers are basically in line with the Reinheitsgebot, I am naturally looking at the whole world as a basket of possible ingredients. Against my better judgment. And I am thinking that cas fruit could be used in one hell of a sour beer.

Speaking of sour beers: Regarding the Lambic Summit during Philly Beer Week, check out the Mad Fermentationist for a full report.

*Sodas are little roadside and city-block pit stops for soft drinks and snacks. But instead of Coke and Doritos, the tico soft drinks are fresh fruit juices and the tico snacks are empanadas. For example. Theyre called sodas because they don't sell beer, so you'll have to take my word for it: sodas are a good thing.

Popular Brussels Haunt About to Open Up a Bit.

Bier Circus, one of Brussels' top beery destinations, is making a few changes. In theory they should appease the quiet and not-so-quiet grumblings of beer geeks over the years.

According to an e-mail sent to patrons, the restaurant will close from July 1 to 22 for its annual holidays. When it re-opens, it will be a bit less like a restaurant and once again more like a Belgian brasserie. That basically means it will be open throughout the day and that you'll be able to simply have a drink in what has long been the dining-only area. Likewise you can sit at the bar and have a meal if you want. Meanwhile owner Patrick D'hane is scaling the menu down a bit — but just a bit. There will still be hot meals, including the popular meatloaf with Bink cheese sauce. Yum.

The new hours: Saturdays 6 p.m. to 11 p.m., weekdays 11 a.m. to 11 p.m., and still closed Sundays.

The upshot is that traveling beer lovers will be more likely to find the place open, and they won't be shuffled to the bar if they only want to drop some coin on a vintage bottle. Basically good news all around for local enthusiasts and thirsty pilgrims.

Lambic Chat in Philly.

Someday I'll get to attend Philly Beer Week. Or any Beer Week would be nice really. The whole Beer Week phenomenon is something that has continued to explode in the years we've been abroad.

But I can't attend. Not this year. So instead I'd like to live vicariously through any of you with the good fortune and industry to be in Philadelphia this week. And I have an assignment for you. On Wednesday evening, go to the Penn Museum and attend the tasting and discussion with Jean Van Roy of Cantillon, Armand Debelder of Drie Fonteinen, and Frank Boon of, um, Boon. Dan Shelton of the Shelton Brothers will be moderating the talk and keeping it edgy, something I think he does when he's not even trying.

Especially if you've never had the chance to chat with any of those guys, I can promise an enlightening experience.

UPDATE with more details from Kevin Brooks of Shelton Brothers: "The Lambic Summit is this coming Wednesday (June 9) at the University of Pennsylvania Museum of Archaeology & Anthropology in Philadelphia as part of Philly Beer Week. The session will take place in the Lower Egyptian Room in front of a large statue of a sphinx. It will be a converation about lambics featuring Jean Van Roy, Armand Debelder and Frank Boon, moderated by Daniel Shelton. There will be quite a bit of lambic (including some vintage stuff) from the three producers to be tasted. This link says that it costs $60, but the price is being lowered to $50."

That's Armand in the photo. And thanks to Kevin for the info.

Now Let's Talk About That 3 Percent.

That sliver of market not owned by the monopoly's marketing departments is — for the moment — entirely comprised of imports. That doesn't include familiar faces like Heineken and Corona, handled here by the aforementioned monopoly. It would include Guinness, Leffe, Duvel and Oettinger, which are all becoming more common on supermarket shelves here. Which is not to say that they are widely popular.

Oettinger is really an odd one. I'll have to tell you about that another day.

Our first big surprise was finding Sam Adams, brewer and patriot, about a month ago at an upscale supermarket here in Escazú. But that was nothing compared to the most recent discovery — a chunk of North Coast's stable, out of Fort Bragg, California. So far we've seen Scrimshaw Lager, Red Seal Ale and the Belgian-style Pranqster. I saw a shelf tag for the Acme IPA, but no bottle yet. The prices range from the equivalent of $3 to $5 per bottle. We've only found them in one place: the American-owned Fresh Market supermarket in Santa Ana.

What does it all mean? Besides the news that you can stop weeping for hop-starved gringos in paradise, it might say something about the global reach of American craft beer. And we can thank a corporate supermarket chain for daring to smuggle in the contraband.

We are not the only ones who've noticed. North Coast's shelf space was nearly decimated when we found it — and we did our best to clean out the rest — while other pricey ones like Duvel and Leffe looked untouched.

With luck the masters will get the message: Send more contraband.

What Passes for Premium Beer?

A friend of mine recently had the chance to chat with an executive from Cerveceria Costa Rica, the monopoly that runs things around here. My friend said, "So you guys must control about 85 percent of the beer market." And the executive said something like, "Ho ho ho, it's more like 97 percent. Our marketing departments are in fierce competition only with each other."

True story. And it says all you need to know about the flavor of their products.

Honest question: What is a "premium beer"? Cynical answer: It is a way to package inoffensive lager at a higher price point. And that says all you need to know about Bavaria 1460.

Among the desperate few who've bothered to taste all the lagers here, this one is usually considered the best of a poor lot. It does have a gorgeous copper color. It does have an impressive label, and I've never seen it in cans (another sign that it is "premium"). There is a certain delicate malt backbone and lightly bitter bite to it... But you can say the same for any of the others, if you pay attention.

So this is what you might drink here, if you had to choose among the products of the various CCR marketing departments. But I'm painting a very sad and desperate picture. What we really want to talk about (don't we?) is that other 3 percent — which is suddenly getting a lot more interesting around here.

I'm seeing tiny wedges in the cracks, and diminutive feet in the doors, of the Costa Rican beer landscape. Which will serve as well as any other for an ongoing case study in the global reach of craft beer.

As always, more to come.

Any educated guesses on the significance of the year 1460? For the life of me I can't figure it out. Columbus was 9 years old, so it's not the discovery of the Americas. Maybe it is some significant date in German brewing history. Or maybe it's just a nice round number.