Yes, back in the day – almost fifteen years ago now – the great beer, Octoberfest, was introduced to me and I to it. An old friend and I were in the mood for a marzen and we found the Sam Adams version and there was great rejoicing. It’s a beautiful beer. We used to have a big party two or three times a year wherein his family and ours and a couple of other would hang out, eat good food and drink beer. Octoberfest was almost always on the menu if the party hit late in the year.
I think what I love about Octoberfest, and marzen’s in general, is how easy they are to drink. They are like the ultimate beer style. For example, Octoberfest does have hops – you can smell that noble green product hovering in the creamy head – but they don’t overpower or dominate the brew. And Boston Beer has a penchant for hops. The hops have found their place, they are the gorgeous backup singers in this band.
The roasted malts are sublimely balanced, they taste sweet, just slightly caramelized, a hint of their roasted nature. The malts provide a medium body, not too thick, not too diluted. The malts are the band here, a tight band, one that’s played together for years and understands the direction each are taking and they all contribute to the finished product. The caramel malts help give it the brilliant red-amber glow. Those Munich malts probably donated the bready aroma. And they all pitched in for the yeast to provide an alcohol content of5.%.
Talk about a session beer, I think marzen’s are the best. They don’t require strenuous thinking to dissect their discrete parts. The beer doesn’t fill you up, it doesn’t assault you with alcohol. It is everything a beer should be, refreshing, tasty, eminently sharable. It’s my favorite Sam Adams beer.
I like Boston Beer Company more and more, too. Now that the malignant Budweiser is no longer and American brewery, Boston Beer has taken over as the largest domestic brewery here. At least, I believe that’s the case. (If I am wrong, please, someone notify me). It has waged war with the bigger breweries, never surrendering, always pressing forward, brewing with honor. I’m gonna go drink another pint and read another book.