Nothing better than a surprise, and I answered the door a few weeks ago to find a nice little unexpected package from out of Houston. My good friend Mike had packaged up a few of Blanco, Texas’s Real Ale beers and sent them my way. Now, I’d heard of the brewery, but didn’t really know anything about them which–me being unfortunately intellectually hubristic and thinking I know all there is to know in the world–made me think these brews would be nothing more than mediocre. Boy was I wrong.
(Besides the two below, Mike also sent me their Brewhouse Brown Ale which unfortunately was decimated in shipping)
Full Moon Pale Rye Ale
5.6% ABV bottled
Thinking I wasn’t about to pop anything special when I opened this one, I was floored by its great hoppy smell and its even better flavor. A smooth rye malt sweetness makes this one tasty brew. Quite unique actually and one of the best rye beers I’ve ever had. Honestly. I must admit I did not expect Full Moon to be this good, but it was simply delicious. I could drink these all night, and was saddened to only have a single bottle. If I lived in Texas, this brew would be in my fridge at all time. Then again, if I lived in Texas, I’d probably do all my drinking in the back of a pick-up while armadillo hunting or somethin’. Yeah, that sounds like a pretty good life actually.
Rio Blanco Pale Ale
5.2% ABV bottled
After I sucked down every last drop of the Full Moon and stuck my tongue into the bottle to try to get even more delicious flavors, I was stoked to try their Pale offering. Unfortunately, it was not quite as good as the rye beer, though still solid. A tad too much unbalanced bitterness in its spicy hoppiness, I actually enjoyed this more as it warmed which, as you probably know, is fairly odd for an pale ale. Another nice session beer from the folks in Blanco, wherever the hell that is.
Aesop had his morals and, after enjoying Real Ale, I can have mine too:
There’s plenty of non-”famous” beermakers out there crafting really delicous shit. Us beer geeks don’t have to be disappointed when we’re not drinking some, say, Dogfish Head, Stone, Three Floyds, etc. Texas folks don’t know how lucky they are. Or maybe they do. I’ll need to get try some more Real Ale.