Monday, February 15, 2010

Deschutes Brewery - Red Chair NWPA

So what is this NWPA?
  Well its an inventive ale from the greatest brewery in Oregon, Deschutes.  Named after the mighty central Oregon river, the brewery has few beers that disappoint.  This seasonal, Red Chair NorthWest pale ale, is a real top 10.  Before delving into the taste odyssey that is a sweet brew, I want to give a little personal history of my relationship with Deschutes.
  At the time of moving to Oregon, a little over a year ago.  Rogue was my favorite beer.  Rogue Rogue Rogue.  Loved that shit.  But the more I headed over to Newport for a beer tasting, the more I realized that their beers were often quite full of gimmicks and less full of substance.  However, I was still a supporter.  I love their brewery and respect their courage in designing their brewery after a motto as simply as, "Fuck it man, try it.  Lets move on to the next one."  awesome.  Rogue is the jam.  Don't get me wrong.
  So how do I segue on to the NWPA.  Well let me just say this... Cinder Cone.
  A beautiful red ale seasonal by deschutes that is well developed, tasty and refreshing.  That should be the motto for deschutes, "We make a god-damn developed beer" and thats all there is to it.  Deschutes does not have a beer a minute, but they do have a damn good arsenal.  Every Deschutes beer is thought-out, planned, calculated, perfected.  After the recent great special editions, Mirror Mirror and HopTrip I was justifiably excited when I saw Red Chair NWPA.  Fucking NWPA! Yes Deschutes, make a beer of the Northwest, make a beer that embodies the taste and harvest of Oregon.
  Red Chair NWPA begins like a golden, with a sweet refreshing tone.  Symbolizing the sweeping desert of eastern Oregon.  The Alvord coming to its summit near Bend, OR the home of the Deschutes river and the brewery.  The terrain shifts steeply upwards in the Cascades just as the hoppy pale ale hints at the Willamette Valley in its shadow.  As it glides across your senses the hops stick with and continue to the bitter end of the rugged Oregon coast.  A spray of golden malt arrives as you are left to the open ocean.  The flavors combine and sink in, a fully developed beer, malt, hops, yeast and water in perfect harmony.
  Just as I finish my last sip of my last beer of my only case.

it was a good week.

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