An article by Noah Forrest
“Beer geek” is a popular term within the craft beer community. A lot of people (including those who label themselves as one) consider beer geeks to be an individual who knows a lot about beer, to the point where they see themselves an expert of sorts. And this isn’t wrong, however the term is so much more than that. Really, for me, it represents the intense passion that beer geeks carry in relation to their sudsy beverage. So much passion, in fact, that we more closely relate to comic book fan-boys than, say, a geeky chemistry student that might know about yeast propagation.
It’s interesting, because as a culture we have come to accept a certain “obsessive” behavior from comic book super-fans and Star Wars fanboys (and girls). For instance, I wasn’t all that surprised when the Internet lost its mind over that Kylo Ren Crossguard Lightsaber debacle when the first preview dropped. It’s as if fans are so passionate that they sometimes get lost in the minor details, forgetting that “holy shit, there is a new Star Wars movie!”
Well, the same happens in the beer world. We fight over the littlest of things. Issues like style guidelines, unnecessary adjuncts, black market values, number of bottles produced, and several more (arguably) silly things. Many don’t know this, but we actually line up for hours and hours (and usually outside) just for the “opportunity” to buy very expensive rare beers. We also geek-the-fuck-out when we get a chance to chat with the owner or head brewer of said bottle-release. And we argue (at length) over whether one vintage is better than another.
However, one thing that many (if not most) of us agree on is that those watery, mass produced, corn syrup-filled macro lagers represent all that is wrong with the beer world. Those who produce them are the evil villains that reigned over our land for far too long. And one could argue that the beer saviours or superheroes were the amazing American hop varieties that took the beer world by storm over the last few decades.
This of course leads me to Ultra Mosaika, a new hopped-up pale ale from Montreal’s own Brasserie Dieu du Ciel! This beer is their tribute to one particular hop varietal called Mosaic, which boasts huge fruity aromatics of tangerine, melon, and tropical fruits. Ultra Mosaika fights off the evil big-beer producers, serving them some hopped-up justice! This beer will be on shelves starting July 1st, but I thought I would give you a preview of things to come.
The nose wafts some tremendously juicy aromatics, as if my nostrils were being massaged by an Avenger. Bright papaya, cantaloupe and tangerine punch their way through, delivering a massive pop of fruity goodness. Light vanilla accents, pine, and pineapple flesh come through as well.
The palate is less aggressive and far more subtle, as if lurking in the shadows, trying to hide its true identity. Like this nose, it carries lots of those Mosaic hop inspired tropical fruits, with melon, mandarin, and mango leading the way. The finish is clean and crisp, going down extremely well. There is a lingering honeydew melon component, with some slight resinous hops. It’s very crushable while still complex.
I drank this about two days after being bottled, it was slightly green and had a bit of buttery diacetyl that came through, however it didn’t distract much at all from the overall flavour experience, and when I had another bottle a few days later, it was virtually undetectable.
No matter what the medium, there will always be those who are obsessed. I think one of the more interesting parts of the craft beer world is that it’s still so new. It’s expanding at an exponential rate, but it still very much feels like the wild west. Underground black market beer sales and countless beer trading forums are rampant, while brewers are coming up with new brewing techniques every day in order to push the limits of what beer is and can be. All the while, Ultra Mosaika will be there, watching over us, protecting the world from big-beer!
An article by Noah Forrest
Photography by Noah Forrest