Just another flight?
Flying is no big deal. In fact, it’s not uncommon to have two flights in a single week. How else would you get back home? Beer flights for me however are not common. I usually know what I want, or have had most of what’s offered. The second week of October marked Aromas Wine Bar‘s Oktoberfest.
So on Wednesday for the second week in a row I met others there for beers. The list was fabolous, brews from Cigar City Brewing like Good Gourd Imperial Pumpkin Ale and Pumpernickel Rye Porter. As well as The Bruery’s Autumn Maple and Jolly Pumpkin La Parcela. On a side note, all the guys went for the pumpernickel rye porter as their second choice of beers. Second to the flight.
The same weekend Sarah and I finally persuaded our dear friends in Winston-Salem to let us crash with them for a couple of nights. We hadn’t seen them since our vacation over the Summer in Dominican Republic. This brings us to our second flight. This one being at Foothills Brewing Company. If we were talking about airplanes, the flight at Foothills would be a 757, while Aromas is a little two seater prop engine.
Now remember this is October, not February, so no Sexual Chocolate to speak of. My favorites from the sampler were the pale ale, the IPA, the DIPA and the porter. Also, probably in that order. The DIPA was good, just not what I was expecting I guess. Again, it was not bad at all. I was shocked at how much I liked the porter. I’m not a big dark beer fan… yet.
Now to the point of this entire blog, how we handle flights. As men, we have a one track mind. Yes, it’s normally on sex then beer. Or beer during sex. But we think so methodically that we have to, MUST consume these beers in order of lightest to darkest. I’m not sure why the pilsner comes after the pale ale, but since I couldn’t rewrite their placemat, they were consumed in this order too. Whether or not we’re thinking of our palette or what, we can’t over think the order of reading left to right. Girls however, just like sex, involve way too much of their minds. Sarah would reach over every now and then and grab a sip from these, almost pints, and in no order what so ever. While at Aromas a fellow beer geek consumed in the same non-order. This beer geek is also the girl friend of a fellow beer geek Wortandyeast. I wouldn’t call Ari (cool name, eh?) another one of the guys, because it’s quite obvious she’s a lady, but she knows her beer just as well as we like to think we do. She tasted her ‘mini flight’ at Aromas in no order. I say mini flight since Aromas’ pours might have been 4 oz. while Foothills’ were quite possibly 10 oz.
So who is right? Or more importantly, who is wrong? Or does it even matter? While I don’t discredit beer more than wine, it’s not like we’re eating sweets and then consuming a dry red wine. It’s beer, it’s all sweet malt nectar. And it’s all good.