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Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Fuller Brewery Tour - Beer-Time Gone Cosmic !




Ever been to a brewery?  I mean a “real” brewery, not a beer factory.  In the United States, you’ll have to find a so-called craft brewery and a special one at that.  A brewery is where long time workers know about the ingredients, do the processing and blending themselves. They don’t cut corners, or otherwise use pre-processed ingredients.



I admit to a prejudice.  I don’t like BIG, especially when it comes to making beer.

Just in case you think I am more of a secret snob than I am….my wife says it’s no secret…I will not turn down an ice cold Budly-Wiser on a hot day.  No indeed. But, I don’t want to visit the brewery and watch the machines churn out a billion cans a day, anymore than I want to visit a huge industrial hen-house to see endless arrays of tiny cages.

Somewhat surprising then to take a tube and train out of London and find that one of England’s largest breweries, Fuller’s, is still worth a visit.  Same town. Same building since 1828, although beer has been brewed on the site since the 16th Century.

You get off the train/tube…how the hell do you tell the difference when the transport comes out of an underground and goes for miles on a train track?  The only real way is to delve into the bureaucracy of rail travel in Britain and what sane person wants to spend the time when there’s beer to savor?

Coming from London, I’ve gotten off at a couple of stations in Chiswick: Ravencourt Park, and Stamford Brook.  I prefer the latter, but no matter which one you choose, it’s going to be another 10 to 15 minutes walk from the station, making the full trip about 30 minutes.

Although the town is listed as Chiswick, London, you’ll feel as if you’re a great distance from the bustle of the big city.  By the way, lots of very cool little pubs in Chiswick, all of them owned by Fuller’s, of course.  



Doesn’t make these pubs lesser.  Fuller’s owns about 400 pubs and as I wrote in the last blog (The Old Bank of England, The Counting House), some are joyously special.  Interesting note:  Fuller’s makes more money from their pubs than they do from the Brewery!  The Mawson Arms and Fox and Hounds are right next door.

Used to be two pubs side-by-side, but are now combined.

A full array of Fuller's Brews

They serve excellent pub lunches.


When you get to the brewery, you’ll wonder if you’re there.  The architecture is no different than the quaint brick and stone town you’ve just strolled through.  Small wonder.  The brewery has been in Chiswick since 1828, and I think the fellow who showed us around was working there when it opened.  Just kidding.  The guide was a great guy and worked at Fuller’s for many decades.  He knows every intricacy of the Fuller brewing method. (and if my memory were better and my mind weren’t perpetually on beer, I would, too)  In short, our guide was a walking, talking historian, chemist, and beer connoisseur.

You may note that I didn’t take many photos.  Photography is allowed, but not of any employees.  That’s because most are women who for hygienic reasons must be naked.  You believe me, right?



But, the part about no employee photos is true and photos of steel and glass and tubing and ….well you get the point.

Casks coming out of the washer



As for the brewing method, you’ll have to settle for this short version, which is pretty much like describing War and Peace as a book about Russia.

Four traditional ingredients in brewing beer:  malt (usually sprouted barley that has been roasted), liquor (water), hops (to provide aroma and bitterness), and yeast.

Lots and lots of variations in the brewing process. The American Malting Barley Association lists 25 varieties of malting-barley.

Different beers demand different barleys. 


Our guide pointed out, with some distain, that some brewers buy their barley already malted and use something called hops oil.  He held up a jar of the latter, using two fingers as gingerly as if he were holding mouse urine.   Fuller’s, of course, does things the traditional way and there were mounds of burlap sacks of both barley and hops to prove it.

Fuller’s Jeckyll and Hyde beer is a case in point.  The hops are grown by local (Chiswick) farmers and dried in one of Fulller’s hops stores.  This outfit may have been brewing beer for over 170 years, but they have never lost their passion for the finest traditions of the art.



Perhaps that’s why their beers have won so many awards.  Are you familiar with CAMRA (the Campaign for Real Ale)?  Back in the early 1970s, Brit beer was morphing into a run of the mill, fizzy (carbonation added) shadow of the once famous English brew.  CAMRA almost singlehandedly changed that by demanding (i.e. convincing patrons not to drink fizzy crap) that real ale be served.  Followers flocked to join in.  Back then, it was hard for me to find the true, hand-pumped keg beer in Britain.  Believe me, I searched.  Even in London, traditionally served ale was rare.  To help out, CAMRA published a Guide to Real Ale.  It was less than two hundred pages for all of Britain.  Now the book must be three times that and hand pumped ale is in every pub.  You even find it in Britain’s major airports.

By the way, did you know that “pub” stands for Public House?  And, a pub keeper is called a “publican.”

But, back to the Fuller prizes:  ESB (Extra Special Bitter)  - 1978:  CAMRA Champion Beer in Britain.  Fuller’s won that most prestigious award again in 1979 (London Pride), and 1989 (Chiswick Bitter).

All three are still in the forefront of the Fuller beer selections, as are so many other brews that cover the spectrum from lager to stout.

By the time the tour was over, I’d worked up a powerful thirst.  We headed to the tasting room and for forty-five minutes, the group of six of us, including an English and a Swedish couple, tasted everything we could pour down our throats.  The big three beers, of course, but also aged ales and so much more.  This is where our guide really came into his own.  He pointed out, not only the alcohol content, but the subtle differences in brewing methods and resultant flavors.  He knew his beer!  Also, he kept pouring...an endearing quality.

This fellow was not our guide, but all the guides are excellent.

What is aged beer?  Fuller brews many of them, always in limited numbers, and usually aged in whiskey barrels.  More robust taste, with notes of vanilla and whiskey.  Pour one into a brandy snifter, sit by a fire, and sip it slowly, savoring each swallow.  Why a fire?  Aged beers are usually marketed around Christmas.

So, which beer is Fuller’s bestseller?  London Pride accounts for 85% of production.  This is a quintessential English beer.  Rich, slight caramel flavor.  Goes down as smooth as silk.

What does “Bitter” mean?  Bitter is the British term for pale ale, on average about 4% alcohol.  Color varies from light to dark amber, all of them darker than what we would call lager.

Alcohol content (listed for the UK casks):  ESB:  5.5%  London Pride:  4.1% Chiswick: 3.5%

Which Fuller’s Beer has the highest alcohol content?  Fuller’s Golden Pride (a barley wine):  8.3%

Biggest question:  Is Brit beer in the states, the same as in Britain?  NO WAY.  First off, normally, an American bar selling English beer will cool it to just above freezing, blocking out most of the flavor, and then inject carbon dioxide as it comes out of the keg.  Then there’s the question of time-span from import to consumption.  European beers in America tend to sit on the shelf past their shelf life.  Also, carbonation can preserve freshness, so it is often added, giving the beer a different taste.  Then, there’s the requirement for pasteurization and the high heat radically changes the flavor.

So, what’s my favorite Brit beer?  Ah, that remains a secret, but join me for a pint and I’ll share the secrets of my beer drinking heart, especially if you’re buying.

I prefer the lower alcohol beers, usually 4% or less.  They’re smooth and go down easily.  And with all the walking I do in London, hitting five to eight pubs a day, 4%ers eliminate slurred speech and “minding the gap."

But, don’t take my word for the Fuller’s experience.  Next time you’re in London, sign up for a tour and tasting at Fuller’s Brewery.  If you like beer, you’ll love the trip.  If you don’t like beer, you’ll enjoy the history.  And, if you don’t like history, stay the hell out of Britain!







Sunday, March 4, 2012

Up in the Highlands, Down by the Speyside, Over in Nippon

Three Favorites



Shhhhh…not a word to anyone.  I’m about to share the results of my blind tasting of three sinfully delicious, single malt whiskeys.  By blind tasting, I mean I tasted until I couldn’t see the bottles.  Fortunately, I took photos and shouted out random comments to those around me also in various stages of what I term ‘sobriety withdrawal.’  With the alacrity of a bug-eyed drooler, I managed to scratch out a few notes of my own.
One of the outstanding features of all three of these whiskeys is that they will not break the bank.  As any other former prowler of the late night dens in Madrid, Paris, or London knows, a whiskey affliction can be a deep pocket experience.  Not so with these.  But, I’m the first to admit, cost is one thing and taste is another.  All three of these are in a steady parade through my liquor cabinet.  Their excellence is valued not only by the tiniest tinkle of golden coins, but also by joyous salivation.  Now let’s deal with the details.
Briefly:  Old Pulteney 12 year old hails from the far north of Scotland; in fact if you went any further north, ye’d be in with the fishes in Pentland Firth. (About $32)  It is the northern most distillery in all of Scotland, and is in the Highlands.
Glen Grant, The Major’s Reserve (no age given) is a Speyside variety (About $20) Where is Speyside,? you might well ask. Hold up your left hand, palm facing away.  Now put your right thumb on the part of your left hand where the thumb joins the forefinger.  That’s about where Speyside is.   What?  Are you nuts?  Put your hand down!
Suntory’s Yamazaki 12 year old (about $40) comes from the mountains near Kyoto, where three pristine rivers converge. Yamazaki roughly translates as Mountain Whiskey.  Only distilled since 1923, Yamazaki’s 12 year old has nevertheless won medals across the globe.  The 18 year old is supposed to be even smoother, but lacking the will to go into debt, I haven’t sampled it.
How many distilleries does Scotland have?  About a hundred active distilleries, but some of those are grain distilleries.  Which district is the largest in area?  The Highlands.  Which district has the most distilleries?  Speyside.  The name means by the River Spey.  Another fascinating fact about Scotch whiskey is that it tastes really, really good.  Ok, now that I’ve prepped you for bar bets, let’s talk about taste.
All three of these single malts are distinct in color and flavor.  Glen Grant, The Major’s Reserve is a bit milder, and with its light golden tint, it carries an almost fruity foundation, perhaps because it comes from further inland.  You roll it on your tongue and dream of sun-drenched afternoons, tempered with a gentle breeze.  Old Pulteney is quite different.  The distillery is right on the coast, near the town of Wick.  It may be because of the location that Pulteney brings to mind heavy sea air wrapped in a blanket of fog.  It’s a darker hue of gold. Sometimes called ‘the ship’s whiskey,’ it does indeed have a bare hint of salt on the finish.  Overall, there’s fullness that floats over the tongue, without a touch of sweetness.  This is a bolder whiskey than The Major’s Reserve.  Definitely an after dinner reward for having declined that extra potato and brandied torte with strawberry cream.  The third whiskey, Yamazaki’s 12 year old, is more robust than the other two, and carries a deeper, richer color and flavor.  In fact, as much as I like all three, (and will continue to spend my wife’s money on them), Yamazaki is a cut above.  The fullness of flavor rides softly on the palate, without any harsh edges.  Perhaps that’s why I tuck it away and hide it from all but a favored few.  By favored few, I of course mean you and that absolutely gorgeous woman you’re with.