Today is Idiot’s Drool day at Weyerbacher. The event, going from 5p-8p, will see the release of their Blithering Idiot barleywine aged in oak for a staggering 4.5 years. There’s only something like 800~ bottles available and there’s a 6 bottle (plus 6 others to make a case) limit per person. This is going to sell out extremely fast so if you want some, I’d suggest getting there well before 8. They’ll also have their new Brewer’s Select, Tango, out for tasting. It’s a Belgian beer aged with cherries.
The Bookstore Speakeasy is reviving their cocktail dinner series. We were a big fan of these when they had them previously (mainly because they brought in top-notch bartenders from NYC). Some of the bartenders I’m familiar with on the staff currently are very passionate about the craft and have no doubt learned a lot over the time there, so I think the first dinner back will be a decent one, if not ranging on the good/very good spectrum. The dinner, on November 22, starts at 7pm and features four courses with a cocktail per course. Check out a write-up of one of the previous dinners here. To reserve give 610-867-1100 a ring.
The Trapp Door is hosting a Stone beer dinner on December 14th. It’ll be five courses and five beers. Once the beer list and menu are announced we’ll post the details.
Leaf in Easton is doing their Firkin Friday event again this week. It can’t be stressed enough how awesome this is. There’s places in the country that don’t see a drop of this kind of beer and we’ve got a bunch of places in our relatively small metro area pouring cask beer. This week they’ll be pouring Stoudts Revel Red, a hoppy red ale that’s creamy with great head retention and a fantastic citrus front taste. It’s enough to make you thirsty just reading about it.
And another cask development…it looks like The Mint may be starting to take that “gastropub” part of their name seriously. I know I rip on the place, but this is great and I’ll probably stop in for this one at some point. They’re tapping a cask of J.W. Lee’s Harvest Ale aged in a Lagavulin scotch casks. All I have to say to that one is, “Hell. Yeah.”