Microbrew Review Monday

This is late because I had a flat tire on the way home from work. With Six and a Half miles yet to go. And all the bicycle shops closed just as I finally made it to each one. So I had to call my father for a lift from the second shop, after I had walked two and a half miles, which is normally not a big deal for me, but the bike was not cooperating and slowed me up. I ended up spending $70 on more bike equipment and will most likely need another inner tube as the old has two sets of punctures, one right by the valve. Biking may not be free, but at least I am not buying gasoline! Ha HA! Take THAT Bush! Although everything I bought needs petroleum to create as it was either plastic or a rubber or glue. Anyway...on to the review.

Rock Bottom's Hefeweizen, Oktoberfest and Stout

I was misled as to the nature of the beer at Rock Bottom Brewery. I was going there to see a friend and was under the impression that it was a microbrewery and eatery, but it is actually a chain. A crappy chain restaurant. The 'House' burger was adequate along with the fries. The 'German' chocolate cake actually sucked. How hard is it to screw up a dessert? In my opinion, you need to work hard to ruin a dessert. I started with a Hefeweizen which tasted like the monad of hefeweizen. Absolutely unexceptional. I was startled to be disappointed. To compare Rock Bottom's to a decent hefe like Widmer's is like comparing American cheese to cheddar cheese. You take all the flavor out of one and make the color completely uniform and you have Rock Bottom's hefeweizen.

I then tried their attempt at Oktoberfest beer. I can't claim to have ever had an Oktoberfest beer in Germany, but this tasted like an average amber that someone had drunk while smoking dope. They then tried to make tea with day old used teabags and heating the beer for steeping. If Captain Picard had been a beer drinker, he would drink this. It may be somewhat close to a seasonal German beer, but it just didn't come together well.

For my third and final beer, I tried their stout because they compared it to Guiness and said it would go well with the dessert. I was looking for anything to make the cake better, but alas, this was not it. I will say that it may have been ruined by the awful cake, but Rock Bottom's stout was foofed in some odd way. I shall compare it to Emeril making a pizza. All a pizza needs or wants is a decent sauce that accentuates the natural flavors of the pepperoni and mozzarella, roma and parmesan cheese blend. Too much flicking around with foofy extras ruins it. I almost thought about not finishing the beer, but I never leave a wounded man behind.

Final Verdict: When there is nothing else