Great News!

While Dolores was tidying up today, she found a box of books. Thirty copes of "The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer" that I'd forgotten I had.

Dead useful, as I was about to order more copies. Thinking I was down to just two.

Meaning I've got plenty of copies to sell. For the moment. Why not get a copy now? Who knows how much longer you'll be able to get a copy autographed. I won't be around forever.

 

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A unique opportunity

To pick up a signed copy of my properly published book. The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer.

It took me ages to get hold of new copies. Not my fault. All the publisher's. And Brexit. Not quite true. The latter just made it more expensive.

Compared to the price of a second-hand copy, this is a total bargain. Don't miss out. As I might not be arsed to go through the whole ordering drama again.

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I finally have proper books (again)

By that I mean my properly published book. The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer.

I ordered the fuckers months ago. Various fuck ups with the publisher meant that they only arrived this week.I suppose I should let them off. Hachette is a tiny publisher with little experience of putting books into boxes and posting them off.

But I do have copies for sale. Signed copies. Look at how much a second-hand edition of the original would cost you. 

This is a total bargain.

Buy a signed paperback edition of the Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer. For the USA, Canada, Australia and other locations outside Europe.

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A priceless book

Well, over $100 a pop, if you want to get the original spiral-bound version of my proper book. Maybe not priceless, but pricey.

While you can pick up a signed copy of the paperback edition for just a fraction of that cost. While still getting 100% of the historical fun and recipes. All in my own inimitable, idiosyncratic style. An heirloom that will be passed down through future generations. Becoming priceless.

Here are some testimonials:

"I don't believe there is a book that is as comprehensive on British styles."
"A well-assembled collection of properly researched material"
"Compendious summary of British beer styles across nearly three centuries"
"Simultaneously the densest and one of the most easy-reading books on brewing."
"Not the most amazing brewing book ever written"

I think an extraneous "not" has wandered into the last one.

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Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer for sale again

I finally got my hands on the books I ordered a couple of months ago. After paying over 50 euros in charges.

If you fancy a signed copy, I'd hurry up and order. Who know when I'll be able to get more copies.

Click one of the buttons below to order. I may have to put up the postage for non-EU Europe. I say may, I mean I will. Hurry if you want the current rate.

 

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A new box of books

I flogged the last copies I had of the Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer whilst in Florida in February. Now worries, I coild order a new box easily enough.

I contacted the publisher with my order and after a while they came back saying that it was no longer in stock at the warehouse. That didn't worry me. It's been out of print for a few years. But they'll print some up on demand when I want fresh copies.

Not quite so easy this time. They weren't sure if that was still possible. After some some huming and hawing, it was passed back up the chain of command. I waited for a definitive reply.

I'll be honest. I was bricking it. I was faced with the prospect of never getting any more copies.  Which would have been a real bastard.

Finally the word came down from on high. Yes, they could print up some more.

Not that that was the end of it. Printing, shipping and all the (Brexit-induced) customs shit delayed delivery by another few weeks. Almost three months after my initial request, a box plopped onto my doormat yesterday:

If you'd like to have a copy of your very own, signed by me, click the relevant button in the column to the left. I've 31 left, after dispatching ones already ordered. If you miss out now, who knpws how long it will take for me to get more copies.

Homebrewer's Guide to Vintage Beer still available

A new batch of Homebrewer's Guide to Vintage Beer just arrived. Meaning you still have the chance to get a signed edition of the definitive book on brewing historic British styles.

It has the best potted history of British beer styles over the last 200 years and loads of authentic historic recipes. Get your copy now. You won't regret it.

Buy a signed paperback edition of the Homebrewer's Guide to Vintage Beer. For locations inside Europe.

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Unintended consequemces

I had to send off a couple of copies of my excellent Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer today (You can get your own signed copy by clicking the appropriate button in the left margin.) But where could I post them?

A few years back, all the post offices in Holland were closed. Replaced by something resembling a sub-post office. Except lower key. Really a shop of some kind with a sideline in a few postal services. A large percentage were tobacconists.

For me, quite handy. As there are a few such tobacconists that are closer to my house than the post office was. I normally use the fag shop on a nearby square. Just a couple of minutes walk away. The came corona.

The current restrictions allow only "essential" shops to open. Chemists, supermarkets, bike shops. And ones offering postal services. Including tobacconists. However, they weren't allowed to sell fags or newspapers. Only supply postal services. While supermarkets can sell tobacco products.

As a result, most tobacconists have temporarily closed. The postal stuff only being a small fraction of their business. In consequence, you have to search around if you want to post a parcel.

Luckily I could find a place that was still open. Didn't look like they were doing much trade, mind. I wonder how much longer they'll stick it out?

All because the government rushed through the new rules and didn't think them through. I'm sure they hadn't intended postal services to become so difficuult to find. But it is a direct result of the actions they took.

Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer correction

Someone just pointed out to me that the malt quantity for 1865 Lovibond XX on page 108 106 was unrealistically high. He was right because it is way off. Thought it might be a good idea to publish the correct recipe.

If you own the book, I'd recommend printing this recipe out and inserting it between pages 106 and 107.

January 4th 1865 Lovibond XX
Mild malt	14.75 lb	100%
Cluster 60 min	1.25 oz
Goldings 30 min	1.50 oz
OG	1064
FG	1018
ABV	6.09
Apparent attenuation	71.88%
IBU	35
SRM	5
Mash at	145º F
Sparge at	165º F
Boil time	60 minutes
pitching temp	60º F
Yeast	Wyeast 1968 London ESB or
	White Labs WLP002 English Ale

If you're unlucky enough not to own this wonderful book, you can buy a signed copy by clicking the relevant button on the left margin. One for Europe, another for the rest of the world.

The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer

Remember me asking if you'd be interested in a signed copy of my masterpiece, The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer?

Despite being out of print, this wonderful introduction to vintage British beer styles and how to brew them, is still available. If you just look to the left.

You can order a signed copy at the click of a button. Which will set my fulfillment organisation into action. And within a few days you'll have the best book ever written abouthistoric British brewing in your perspiring digits.

Just look to your left. Click, buy.

Then, perhaps, the kids will get a holiday this year.

How to get a new copy of the Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer

My "proper" book is sadly out of print and second-hand copies seem to be going for silly prices.

Luckily, I still have access to new copies. Meaning I can supply anyone who needs a copy. With the added bonus of it being signed, if that's what you'd like.

Who would be interested? I'm just trying to guage the level of demand.

Another tour

I'm starting to think of next year's schedule. In particular the spring.

I've only visited around half of the states in the US. I really need to cross off a few more. The Midwest seems the obvious place. I've only been to Michigan, Wisconsin and Illinois. So plenty of new states ripe for plucking.

So if you're in that part of the world and would like to host a fat, old English (actually, probably Dutch by then) bloke, get in touch. I put on quite a show. No tap-dancing, but plenty of jokes and maybe an occasional song.

Obviously I'll be trying to shift copies of my book.







The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer
http://www.amazon.com/Home-Brewers-Guide-Vintage-Beer/dp/1592538827

Want to hear me talk?

I've gradually been building a portfolio of beer talks, as I get invited to lecture by various groups.
 And as I try to promote my book.

I think I've come up with some fascinating little chats. If you're a hard-core beer history geek. Not sure how many of those there are. A few, judging by the size of some of my audiences.

If you'd like to hear me pontificate on a beer history topic, just get in touch. My rates are very reasonable. These are the talks I currently have written:

title	length
Brettanomyces in British Brewing	45 minutes
The Home Brewer’s Guide to Vintage Beer	45 minutes
The Home Brewer’s Guide to Vintage Beer	60 minutes
British Beer Styles: A Short History	60 minutes
The History of British Lager	60 minutes
Dutch Lager Styles	45 minutes
German Sour Styles	45 minutes
18th Century English brewing	75 minutes
Berliner Weisse	60 minutes
International cooperation in the 19th-century brewing industry	45 minutes

Or if you've a topic you'd like me to cover, I can be persuaded to write a new one. If you ask nicely and flutter your eyelashes.


If nothing else, my talks are a good chance to flog a few books.






The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer
http://www.amazon.com/Home-Brewers-Guide-Vintage-Beer/dp/1592538827

Me in the UK soon

I've a couple of events coming up in the next few days back in blighty.

The Home Brew Festival
Market Bosworth Rugby Club
Cadeby Ln, Market Bosworth,
Warwickshire CV13 0BA
Saturday 11th June 13:30 to 15:00
http://www.thehomebrewfestival.co.uk/

Where I'll be talking about home brewing vintage beer.

A taste of Manchester's brewing past
Smithfield Market Tavern
37 Swan Street,
Manchester M4 5JZ
Monday 13th June, 18:00
http://www.mcrbeerweek.co.uk/events/2016/6/13/a-taste-of-manchesters-brewing-past

Where there will be four recreated historical recipes:

• Blackjack Brewery 1951 Lees C Ale
• Squawk Brewing Lees 1952 Stout
• Beer Nouveau 1903 Lees XXX strong ale.
• Tickety Brew Heginbotham’s Invalid Stout

and I will give an informal talk. Just me standing up and spouting crap, really.

For those of you who still haven't bought it, I'll have copies of my book for sale.






The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer
http://www.amazon.com/Home-Brewers-Guide-Vintage-Beer/dp/1592538827

Albany, Troy

The day starts as usual when I’m away. With a plate full of fried things.

Craig is picking me up quite early. Today is Albany’s St. Patrick’s Day parade and lots of streets will be blocked off. He whisks me off to his favourite Greek diner for those fried things I just mentioned. I love old-fashioned diners, me. They make me feel like I’m really in the US.

Fellow blogger Alan Mcleod is coming down from Canada and we head to his hotel to see if he’s arrived yet. He hasn’t. But handily there’s a pub on the ground floor of his hotel. Seems a good enough place to wait. And to have the first beer of the day. A coffee Pale Ale from local brewery Crossroads. It isn’t as awful as it sounds. Not sure I’d have a second one, mind.

I’m halfway down my pint when Alan wanders in, looking much the same as last time I saw him. He joins us in a beer and we discuss the plan for today. Which should see us hold a joint book signing. At least that’s the plan. You never know how these things will work out. I’ve learned to take things as they come.

Our first appointment, however, is at Reed’s home brew shop in Saratoga Springs. Saratoga Zymurgist is its name. Not quite sure what we’ll be doing there. It’s all a bit vague.

As we drive North up the Hudson Valley, Craig tells me a little about the history of the area. Just the sort of thing I like.

Once in Saratoga Springs we struggle to find the shop. It helps when we try looking at the correct address. Inside there are a few people hanging around, looking expectant. Reed then explains that he’s expecting me to speak a little about my book. No problem. Always ready to talk about the book. And having had this sort of thing sprung on me before, I’m always sort of prepared.

After my little talk I manage to flog a couple of books. Result! Only 18 more to go. Books to sell, I mean.

Reed tags along with us as we head back South to Clifton Park and Shmaltz.

Shmaltz has a fairly basic tap room at the front of their brewery. It’s fairly basic, but welcoming enough. We find a seat and start setting out our books. Me and Craig/Alan are both supposed to be giving a short presentation. At least that’s the plan. But nothing seems to have been set up. And the person who was supposed to be organising everything is nowhere to be seen.

“They did try to cancel yesterday.” Craig says helpfully. I’m beginning to see why.

We console ourselves with some beer. From a beer engine, which is even better. The bar is fairly full. But no-one seems very interested in us or our books. What can we do? Nothing. May as well just enjoy the beer.

We get to look at the brewery by tagging along on a tour. It doesn’t take too long. They have all the usual shiny things. Plus the usual wooden things. Some firkins, too.

Finally we admit defeat, pack up our books and leave.  Looking on the bright side, I’ve had a beer in my hand most of the afternoon. So it hasn’t been a total washout.

On our way back to Albany we stop in Troy for food and more beer. Starting in The Ruck, an appropriately raucous>, big boozer, with a good selection of beer and an all-age-groups sort of crowd. It’s rather fun, in a Saturday night out sort of way.

After a couple of drinks we move on. Around the corner (literally) to Rare Form, a fairly recently opened brewpub. A bigger contrast with The Ruck is hard to imagine. There’s no-one over thirty, other than us. And it’s quiet. Quiet to the point of ennui. It doesn’t look like anyone is having much fun.

“Can I have a Porter. NOT the nitro version.” I ask the barman.

“A Porter it is.” He replies.

“Yes, NOT the nitro version.”

He pours me the nitro version. I can’t be arsed to complain.

“Look at the couples,” Alan remarks, “it’s the women in charge in all of them.”

Not sure how he spots that across the room. He’s not very impressed with the uncleaned wooden ceiling, either. With fans merrily spreading whatever muck is lurking there throughout the room. And the Brown Ale he’s ordered is undrinkable. Not his day.

We don’t linger long.

But that isn’t it for the evening. Back in Albany we drop by the Allen Street Pub for a quick one. It has three handpulls, so I took little persuading. As we cradle our pints the owner arrives. Looking like he’s had a long day at the St. Patrick’s Day parade. But he’s a happy friendly drunk, telling us every five minutes how much he likes us. It’s a good place, both physically and mentally, at which to end the day.

More bar and brewery hopping planned tomorrow.



Saratoga Zymurgist
112 Excelsior Ave,
Saratoga Springs, NY 12866
http://saratogaz.com/


Shmaltz
6 Fairchild Square,
Clifton Park, NY 12065.
http://www.shmaltzbrewing.com/


The Ruck
104 3rd St,
Troy, NY 12180.
Tel: +1 518-273-1872
http://www.getrucked.com/


Rare Form Brewing Company
90 Congress St,
Troy, NY 12180.
Tel: +1 518-326-4303
http://www.rareformbrewing.com/


Allen Street Pub
332 S Allen St,
Albany, NY 12208.
Tel: +1 518-526-2455

North America calling

For some reason Canada has attracted my attention again. Don’t ask me why. Maybe it was that email asking about an historic Canadian recipe.

You won’t believe how much half-digested information is hanging around in both my head and computer. So many things I’d like to write about, if only I could be fully arsed. Like that article on brewing in London from the 1874 edition of Der Bayerische Bierbrauer. A long and fascinating article with just one little drawback: it’s in German and I’d need to translate it.

Then there are the bound editions of brewing periodicals. I’ve loads of them, mostly unexcavated. I’ve done no more than dip into a couple from periods I have a particular interest in. Maybe when I’ve retired and get bored watching daytime TV I’ll get around to looking through them thoroughly.

But some stuff I’ve neglected because I’m trying to keep focus. It’s not easy and requires iron discipline on my part. And discipline, well, that’s never been my thing. I’ve accumulated various bits and pieces about North American brewing over the years. Not consciously, for the most part. Though that may change. Will change.

This month I’ll start actively harvesting American brewing records. Something I’d hoped someone would do for me. But, you know, people are lazy gits, in general. Even lazier than me. So I’ll be doing it myself.

Why, you might ask. I have my reasons.

There was a point during the writing of The Homebrewer’s Guide to Vintage Beer that the manuscript included several North American beers. But I removed them after I decided which book I wanted to write next: The Homebrewer’s Guide to American Vintage Beer.

Now that’s decided I just need to do the research. And write it. Oh, and find a publisher.

Partnership opportunity

Calling online home brewing supplies, er, suppliers. I've a partnership opportunity.

It's all part of a dramatic development - possibly the most cataclysmic event ever - here at SUABP. Get in touch via the gadget thing if you're interested.

Manchester next week

Me doing that talking thing I do. Some people seem to like it. I do, but then I'm biased. Always loved the sound of my own voice. Apart from when I'm screaming in pain, obviously.

Saturday 29th August at 19:30, I'll be making a rare UK appearance. Discussing the brewing of vintage beer. A topic I can bollock on about pretty much indefinitely. And do. Quite often. I think to good effect, But come along and form your own opinion.

You can learn more here:

http://beermoth.co.uk/ron-pattinson-talk-on-brewing-vintage-ales/


My excellent book will be available for purchase and signing. Though, if you don't buy the book on the day, there will be a £100 signing fee*.

I've been promised Mild, but feel free to bring along your own to ply me with.








The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer
http://www.amazon.com/Home-Brewers-Guide-Vintage-Beer/dp/1592538827












* I need to keep my children supplied with rum and vodka.

Farewell to Sandy Ego

Before checking out, I finish off the beer I won’t be taking home with me.

Grant’s Bohemian Sommerbier is the perfect breakfast drink: tasty, but not too overpowering. Sets me up nicely for the day.

Bags dumped at the hotel, I dawdle downhill downtown-wards. A couple of possible destinations in mind. Fortunately ones that open before lunch. Beer Co is my first choice.

Beer Company was my first choice. I don’t quite make it all the way there. The Local tempts me in with its gypsy eyes. And a row of tap handles. I’m a fickle fucker. Time for introductions. “My gut - meet the bar.” They embrace like old friends. Which I suppose they are.

Almost fucky-off time. Time to reflect. Let the good times roll, as Jimmie said.

Did I mention I once, several seeming lifetimes ago, I lived in the US? I must have bored you with that. “Shut up, dad. Yes, you lived in New York. Not interesting. Can I have 10 euros?”

This is a weird as a weird stick platter doused in weird sauce. A thought so weird I’m going to have to lay it down on the pavement, walk away and consider it from a safe distance.

I can imagine living in the US again. I never thought I’d say that. Never going to happen. Family knots, work bondage, age. Age, that’s the one. Too old for that crap.

Alpine Nelson (IPA) 7% ABV, $8
Hazy shit. Man. Not quite sludge, but pretty thick. Mmm . . . Tastes better than it looks. Tropical fruit on the nose, very bitter at the back end. Better than the hue would suggest.

Looks very new, this place. Barn-like with loads of TVs. The toilets are very nice. Very clean. Though the pictures of muscly wrestlers on the walls are a bit disconcerting. I wonder what’s on the walls of the ladies?


They seem part way through installing a brewery at the back. At least if the packing crates are anything to go by. Very handy for the tram here. The one line that they seem to have.

I didn’t really plan coming here. I was walking by and in a fair need of a piss. I blame the growler of Sommerbier I drank before checking out of my hotel. A day of damp, stinky kecks or an unscheduled comfort break? No choice at all, really.

Mexico yesterday was super, super cool. Grant’s a grand bloke and he introduced me to some great people. I can’t remember when I last had a meal as good as lunch. Top, top nosh.

How’s the trip been? The main event was a total fucking disaster. Especially considering how long it had been in the planning. On the other hand, I got to meet old friends, have some great chats, flog a few books, see Mexico and San Francisco. Overall positive, I’d say.

I should maybe eat soon. Not eaten yet today and it’s 12:15. Though I did eat a load in Mexico yesterday. It’s odd, now I think about it, that I didn’t get the full fingerprint thing on the border coming back in.

Now I’m getting further down my pint it has some of the weird shit I didn’t like in a Mosaic-hopped beer.

Just ordered a short rib burger. Meant to eat at the next stop, but hunger got the better of me. Or was it good sense?

Mission El Conquistador Session IPA 4.8% ABV, $7
Not quite so murky, this one Washing up liquid in the gob. Pretty bitter on the finish. And won’t have me falling over too soon.

They have malt vinegar. Brilliant! Put some of that on my chips. Saturday in San Diego. My belly is full and I’ve a fair buzz on. And there's malt vinegar. Things could be so much worse.

Hess Habitus Rye IPA 8% ABV, $8
Another pretty murky one. Citrussy nose, caramelly gob I wonder what the ears and hair will be like? This is a heavy beer. As pot-bellied as the glass What’s the phrase? I couldn’t drink six pints of it Quite a pleasant tangy orangey finish.

I’m surprised at how many cocktails they’re serving. I suppose it is early afternoon.

I’m watching England play Mexico in the women’s World Cup. Another punter is complaining about the lack of goal-mouth action. He has a point. But international football is all about tension, not action.

BNS Revolver (IPA) 6.5% ABV, $8
Yippie! One that’s clear. Almost. Can’t be that trendy a beer, then. Pretty run of the mill IPA.

I’m chatting a bit with Jemma, the barmaid. She’s married to an English bloke from Chester. And doing a pretty good job with the bartending, keeping everyone’s glass nicely filled. I appreciate that sort of thing, impatient pisshead that I am.

The Bud anti-craft ad is on. Showing on a TV above a row of craft taps. Surreal.

I need to move on. The guy next to me just said “propane barbecue” and I first heard it as “cocaine barbecue”. I suppose that’s al fresco cooking for rock bands and film stars.

I stumble out into the sunshine and the short distance down the street to Beer Company. It’s not all how I imagined it. It’s a bit dark and old-fashioned looking. I’d expected something more like The Local.

Elimination IPA 7% ABV, $6
This is suspiciously too clear. God I’m a contrary bastard. Moaning all day about my beer being too cloudy then complaining when I get a crystal clear one. Sparkling pale amber, no head. The aroma is pretty good, fruity-wise. Am I turning into an IPA drinker? OK, I suppose. Elimination IPA, I mean. Not me turning into an IPA drinker. That’s definitely not OK.

Glad I spent most of the day in The Local. Nicer atmosphere, though the beer is a bit cheaper here.

Broadway Brown 5.4% ABV, $6
Has the harsh roast taste all American dark beers seem to share. Why is that? Because they don’t use sugar? I’d like me some sweetness in a Brown Ale.

I’m still feeling a little peckish so I order some onion rings. I won’t be fed on my flight. I need to fill up now.

There are two types of traveller. The I’m going to turn up 5 minutes before I have to – just to prove I can – type. And me. Exercise is, generally, a good thing. A thrombie threatening sprint to the gate, I’m not so sure about. Done it a few times. Rather stay on this side of premature death. That’s why I get to San Diego airport with plenty of time to spare.

Enough for me to have a drink in the Stone Pub airside. An Enjoy By IPA. No need to get a bourbon, too. There will be whisky galore on the plane. I’m travelling first class again.

Stone Enjoy By IPA 9.4% ABV $7.70
Lovely fruity smell. Yum, yum. A really nice IPA. Wonder how much it’s going to cost me? There are no prices on the menu. Oh yes there are. 11 bucks*? I should have looked more closely. I suppose I’ll make it last. I should do, really. I’m slightly wobbly. Could the mescal I had instead of breakfast be the reason? No, that’s just silly talk.

It’s getting quite late by the time I check into my hotel, almost 10 PM. I’m staying more centrally than before, but there don’t seem to be a bunch of pub options nearby. There’s Café de la Presse, which seems to be part of my hotel. But that’s not very pub like. Not somewhere I want to drink at all. What to do?

I spot a liquor store up Bush Street. Where I invest in a small bottle of bourbon. Looks like I’ll be partying in my room. Or something like that. It’s a slightly anticlimactic end to my last evening in California.





* That was for 23 oz. (a size weirdly popular in airport bars). My 16 oz. serving was a reasonable $7.70.



The Local
1065 4th Ave
San Diego, CA 92101
United States
Open  11:00 am – 12:00 am
http://thelocalsandiego.com/


Beer Company
602 Broadway
San Diego, CA 92101
United States.


Stone Pub
Terminal 2, San Diego International Airport
San Diego.
http://www.stonebrewing.com/airport/




Excuse me for being an idiot. I should be reminding you to purchase my excellent book. Every copy signed*:





The Home Brewer's Guide to Vintage Beer
http://www.amazon.com/Home-Brewers-Guide-Vintage-Beer/dp/1592538827






* potentially - I'll sign any copy presented to me.