A Boy Scout Badge You Will Never See.*
At the cottage last night and I had all my ducks in a row. A chilled glass and a Fenelon Vienna Lager to go with my chips. A fire sparking and sputtering, as opposed to roaring, I was never much of a boy scout**, although when it comes to my evening brew I like to be prepared. Streaming the Leafs’ game from my laptop to the smart TV. Yes, tech savvy for sure. All dressed chips, none of these brazen ones strutting around naked with their salty ripples showing (I know, a nasty visual, deal with it). Chilly night, keeping the brass monkeys in, least ways the ones tagged for breeding.
A Vienna Lager brought back memories of Old V, a beer I never would have drank in my younger day. It was what old men (my age now) drank in the back of Royal while we shook our heads in disgust and downed generic draught (possibly OV?).
In addition to being the home of Beethoven and Mozart, and Freud, as well as the Vienna Boys Choir,*** and housing the world’s oldest and still operating zoo and Ferris wheel, not to mention the city where snow globes were invented, Vienna is also where Vienna Lager was introduced to the world in 1841.
This Vienna Lager pours three year old penny copper colour clear, with any head it once had left back in the old country. It has a nice light malt bread aroma. Poured up frosty cold and beggin’ for a quaffin’. Nice malt body with a touch of bitters on the finish, good lager, a bit lighter than some Viennas, an easy big swig brew. That crisp slight bitter finish stayed the course. Reminded me more of a pilsner than a lager but of course all pilsners are lagers, but not all lagers are pilsners, although this one seems to be.
The Leafs looked good until the bitter end when a late goal against removed last night’s game from the win column. This brew just missed the super suds status with a bitter finish as well. Still a good game to watch and a good brew to quaff.
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