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So that was barley wine.
A few weeks past, during the time my blogging was quick and cheap, I got a bottle of Deschutes collaboration Barley Wine Ale. The conceit of was that:
Deschutes Brewery, North Coast Brewing Company and Rogue Ales have teamed up to create a traditional barley wine as the first in Deschutes Brewery’s Class of ’88 collaboration series. Each of the three breweries working on the project brewed their own interpretation of that original recipe. The Class of ’88 Barley Wine was based on the guide lines published in renowned beer connoisseur Fred Eckhardt’s The Essentials of Beer Style, which was originally published in 1988.I must report with ambivalence that Deschutes' reboot isn't the least bit old school. It's much more along the lines of what we now, in this much more taxonomically-precise era, would call a double IPA. Barley Wine Ale has a snickerdoodle malt base and a rich fruitiness that is accentuated by melon-papaya hopping. (In 1988, melons and papaya were available mainly in fruit and candy form, and certainly not humulus lupulus. We also had to walk barefoot in the snow for 14 miles to get to a pub in order to procure a bottle of molten barley wine.) The alcohol is very well hidden, coming in just at the end, when the hops turn spicy. It has a mousse-like satiny body, quite rich, which is the one way in which it deviates from the modern imperial IPA, but it is not a caramel bomb, as beers of the 80s inevitably were.
If you actually want something that evokes the 80s--in a palatable 2013 kind of way--you might prefer Babylon, a beer Ninkasi calls a double IPA. The malt bill, though, which relies heavily on bready Maris Otter, actually makes Babylon more reminiscent of those crazy old barley wines. It's not an exact match: there's no caramel (the rest of the grist is a melange of malts from different brewing traditions) and the hops are a lot more marmalade-y than alley-catty. There are El Dorados and Horizons--modern--but also old-timey EKGs, Fuggles, and Targets, which also remind me of the old days. But it is quite a bitter blast, and the malting is thick and syrupy (if short of gelatinous). For those of you who are younger than me--something like 60% of the population--and who live the terrible, benighted lives of plenty, Babylon isn't a bad place to start. Throw in a splash of gasoline for the full effect.
As a last comment to the geezers, I invite you to mention your own recollections of the 80s and their hoppy beers. Perhaps I'm just misremembering the beers of the day. This is unlikely, but I'll entertain the question.
*Barley wine, not barleywine. That latter term came about because the government wouldn't allow Fritz Maytag to properly label his first batch of Old Foghorn. Apparently they believed it would confuse consumers, who might mistake it for Chardonnay.