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November 23rd, 2011Dark Mild, Seasonal beers, Stout & PorterJust as the fire starts to reach what might be a peak – and that’s without one of my best friends throwing one of our six garden chairs on it – there’s a cold snap in the air and a damp feeling on our collars.
“There’s rain in the air” someone shrills in typical British fashion, and the next hunk of wood gets chucked into the wood burner in typical British defiance.
It’s a week after the clocks changed, and standing in the garden it’s the first night of the year that stirs thoughts of winter beer.
Nights like this conjure all sorts of comforts, marshmallows and mittens, fireworks and fairgrounds, bonfires and Bovril. We’re on the cusp of the year, a blend of autumn and winter, darkness and bright lights, cold bodies and hot remedies.
So what is the quintessential winter comfort beer?
Creamy milk stouts or deep smoky porters? A beery cup of tea in the form of dark mild?
Autumn ambers, chestnut bitters? Spicy Christmas beers stronger than Nana’s Snowball Surprise, or decadent, thick chocolate stouts sweeter than a year’s worth of Quality Street.
Or for sustenance there’s dark ?erný pilsners, roasted best bitters, coffee bean ales, strong Baltic porters, extra nutty specials or filling oat stouts.
Or perhaps the perfect winter beer is simply the beer that gives the most joy, that warms you without you ever noticing, and the one that you can afford to keep well stocked in case of unexpected snow days.
As the winds pick up in the garden, and the flames turn to embers, we swig back our mulled wine, our Corona’s and limes, our celebratory sparkling fizz, and let our booze jackets wrap a soothing arm around us.
Here’s to winter, and the home comforts of whatever our favourite winter warmers may be.
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January 1st, 2010Beer Reviews, CommentThis Christmas was destined to be a beery one. A long year has come to an end with lots of new things happening: my girlfriend Sarah moved up to Leeds and into our new home, I started this blog and had my first few months as a season ticket holder at Elland Road.
I stayed with my parents in Oxfordshire for most of the time, whilst stopping in at Sarah’s folks in Nottingham on the way down and back up, all of which involved careful transportation of a couple of boxes of beers up and down the M1. I couldn’t see any of the lanes on the motorway on the journey home thanks to the mini-blizzard that hit the UK on Christmas Eve Eve and woke up to a white blanket covering the view out my bedroom window the next morning.
Tags: christmas beers
My special Christmas beers lined up in the freezing cold garage
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