Showing posts with label astoria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label astoria. Show all posts

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Hell Gate Brewing Co.

You may or may not know this, but I personally love beer. Like, I really really love beer. From a cheap can of Genny Cream Ale to a glorious bottle of Dogfish Head's Miles Davis Bitches Brew, I love all beer. Well except horse piss like Corona or Bud Light. Fuck that. A while ago, my awesome brother bought me a home brewing kit for Christmas. Unfortunately, due to limited space and time in where I was living, I was never able to dive into it. Now that I have a much bigger apartment with my lady love, it was time to make some beer. The first batch was a light summery beer with some citrusy notes, moderate head retention, unfortunately almost no lacing and was unveiled a tad prematurely. However it was still a decent first beer and in September 2010, Hell Gate Brewing Co. was established with its inaugural batch the "Fuck Summer Ale".

After noting where I went wrong (well, where I can improve), the second batch will be bottled tomorrow. After a few weeks of carbonation and conditioning, the "Steinway Irish Stout" will make it's grand debut. Future brews will ensue as soon as the fermentation keg is cleared and will include the "Ditmars Roasted Marzen", "TriBoro TriHop IPA" and "Ravenswood Imperial Stout" as the next planned runs. Since the brewery is established and named for my lovely little area of Queens, all beers will continue to carry Astoria related titles.

To keep up with activity and the brew schedule, make sure to "Like" Hell Gate Brewing Co. on Facebook.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

I HAVE RETURNED!

I'm pleased to announce that I have returned to the blogging world. My life has changed significantly for the better since I last posted. The new incarnation of Exploding Penguin will focus less on me getting wasted alone in my small Brooklyn apartment and ranting on how much I hate shit. Version 3.0 of EP will now focus on my appreciation of fine beers (and cheap ones, here's lookin at you Rheingold), the comforting pint at an Irish pub, seeing your favorite punk rock band from over a decade ago still put on a hell of a show and the never ending quest for the greatest slice of pizza. So join me again friends, as we await our Flogging Molly tickets to arrive in the mail, enjoy a Guinness on the house at Shillelagh Tavern, measure out how much Cascade hops to add to this new batch of home brewed IPA and scour the streets of northern Queens for a slice.