August 21, 2014 by 250 Beers
I’ve already come up with a name for a beer for Bacchus Brewing Co.’s first year anniversary brew – if they decide to commemorate the opening of their bar and cellar door of course. Sodden Saturday is what it should be called – a rich, hearty stout best served accompanied by a pie. Mmmmm.
The heavens opened on Brisbane and failed to close again for the first time in months last Saturday. Heavy downpours and zero visibility on the roads weren’t going to conspire against me and prevent my backside from stting at Ross Kenrick’s new bar inside his existing brewery.
The launch of the bar and cellar door was a two-day affair having kicked off the day before. I couldn’t make it down to Capalaba for day one due to work and family commitments although regular readers will be forgiven for not realising these two factors also play significant roles in my life. My beery escapades battle for pole position but should sit firmly in third place behind my real job and my children. Shouldn’t they?
As it happened, I was single parenting it last weekend while Mrs 250 Beers was off cavorting down on the Gold Coast.
“Shame about the weather babe…” I thought to myself. I’m a smug prick sometimes.
And so I combined some Daddy Day Care with an excursion…to a brewery…60 kilometres from home…120 kilometre round trip…in torrential rain.
When we arrived it was plain to see that the weather hadn’t deterred many. It was busy. If the rain had indeed put some people off then I was thankful as the place would have been packed and uncomfortable otherwise. I was happy with the amount of people inside because I don’t do packed – I’m getting old. I was elated for Ross and his team too as there has been a tremendous amount of effort funnelled into getting the bar up and running over the past few months.
During a couple of brew days at Bacchus late last year and earlier this year (the Bacchus Beer Bloggers Series/Brewsvegas) I can recall Ross talking about his plans to shift this here and that there. Along with his staff – including brewers – they have transformed a – dare I say it – haphazard working brewery into a feel-good, relaxing space which includes a huge permanent bar. To have achieved what they have in a relatively short space of time is quite a feat. It should be noted that the entire home brew shop that was originally housed under the same roof as the brewery has been relocated into another unit down the road.
The kids and I nestled ourselves at the furthest end of the bar – which has been constructed using a reconditioned bowling lane from the now defunct Milton Bowl. Ross had scored a number of pieces of tenpin memorabilia from Milton at an auction a few years ago. Other notable highlights include more ex-bowling lanes as bench tables as well as actual pins posing and cleverly disguised as table lamps.
Being the responsible parent that I am *ahem*, I perched the kids up high on a bar stool each (potential fail), poured them some cordial into glasses (potential fail) and let them nibble on a bowl of mixed nuts (potential fail).
I ordered myself a pot of Double Dragon Welsh bitter (4.4%) which really hit the spot after the white-knuckle car journey. Double Dragon was one of 15 beer choices on offer with each available in a pot, a schooner or a pint glass plus growler take-aways too.
Had it not been for me driving, I would have indulged in a tasting paddle of five beers for just $15. Had I not a care in the world or children in tow, you would have got fantastic odds on me polishing off the entire range over three paddles for a mere $45.
After another pot – this time a KilBenny Irish Red Ale 4.2% – it was time to make tracks. The bowl of mixed nuts was empty and the cordial glasses were now dry. The troops were getting restless.
Wishing to avoid any potential scene with the children, there was just enough time to grab myself a Bacchus branded growler for $10. I opted to fill it with the roasty awesomeness that is Obama black IPA (8.0%) for $25. Generally, growler fills will set you back anywhere between $18 and $30.
After a few quick hellos/goodbyes with one or two familiar faces, the boys and I were off home again…but not before a trip into Birkdale specifically to visit Britain on the Bayside to shop for some delights from the motherland!
Wet trip, great bar, good vibes but Capalaba may as well be called Toobloodyfar. It’s a long way for me to visit regularly.
Stay tuned tomorrow for a Bacchus-themed ‘Who the firkin hell is…?‘.