posted by tom / June 27, 2006 /
16 comments /
Gaze upon this bottle, ye blog readers, and despair. Chipotle beer. Yes. That's right. Chipotle. You thought that it was just getting into your ketchup, and mayo, and tortilla chips, but you were wrong. It's everywhere. Doctors are now warning pregnant women not to eat fish because of dangerously escalating oceanic chipotle levels.
I really, really don't understand the appeal. Jalapeno peppers have a perfectly nice taste when they're unsmoked. Smoke does not immediately make things taste better. Sure, it works well with meat and a few other things. But it's a great way to ruin perfectly good cheese, and when applied to vegetables it tends to completely overwhelm them. Plus it's somewhat bad for you.
The other lesson, aside from the seeming inevitability of a chipotle stripe being added to boxes of neopolitan ice cream, is that Rogue brand beer is terrible. You can't trust those people. I've seen them put chocolate — actual bittersweet chocolate — into perfectly innocent stouts (I know, other people do this too, but they're no less dangerously insane). Beware the beer iconoclast: he doesn't have your best interests in mind. He's just trying to look cool in front of his brewer friends.
Still, in my mind Rogue is only the second-most objectionable beer company. Worst of all is Dogfish Head. This is thanks to their Chickory Stout, which I had the misfortune of sampling some years back. I'm not sure what chickory is — I think people used to eat it during the Civil War, possibly to distract themselves from the pain of battlefield limb amputation — but I know it's terrible, and should never, ever enter a human mouth. That was far and away the worst beer I've ever tasted. And I've consumed entire glasses of skittlebraü (tip: drink it quickly, while it's still clear and delightfully rainbow-colored, rather than thick, chalky and brown).