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 Samuel Adams' Grumpy Monk Belgian IPA, Third Voyage Double IPA, Whitewater IPA, Latitude 48 IPA, Dark Depth Baltic IPA and Tasman Red Red IPA.  

Rough Draught: Beer to beat the Death Star heat wave

We hear the most recent spate of D.C. weather was called a heat dome. Have no idea what the hell a heat dome is, but we’re pretty sure it’s like the Death Star. And like the Death Star, which was honestly pretty bad ass, the heat dome had some upsides — like all of the douches fleeing its path and leaving us to enjoy our beer alone in the city. We hear some cowards say our outlook is garbage and that the only reason we didn’t flee is we crashed our car, but that’s just a bunch of bourgeois propaganda, and anyone we hear spreading it is gonna get popped.

Even if that is why we were in D.C. during the heat dome, at The Daily Caller, optimism is key: When life gives you lemons, put up an emotional wall. Or just crack a cold one and pump up the AC.

Samuel Adams Barrel Room Collection’s New World Tripel

Like all good patriots, the gang in Boston likes to experiment, and their Barrel Room Collection is no exception. Aged in oak barrels, New World is bottle-conditioned, repping itself as a “a Belgian tripel with notes of spice and tropical fruit.”

To be honest, we were a little skeptical at first. Sometimes with these big, fancy bottles and crazy beers, brewers go a little overboard, getting heavy-handed or just plain weird. Here, not the case. And the first sign that we had a damn fine beer in our hands came with the sound of the cork.

With a champagne pop, New World poured forth a hazy, dark, burnt orange with a  thick, white head and heavy, almost champagne-like carbonation. So far, so good.

On the nose, we detected fruit and spices. Tangerine, really, with a little bit of pepper. Things were really picking up here.

Then, boom — a taste, and we were sold. Spice and orange with a little bit of a kick in the back of the mouth, it also carries that good ol’ micro-brew type of lightness. “It’s sweet,” one resident expert exclaimed, “but it’s not a heavy-sweet like a lot of beers are.”

Since we found a perfect beer for the summer, those poor fools at the beach were envious of our taste, our style and after we fried up some of that duck the Boston Beer Company suggested, our class.

Retailing for $9.99 in 750 ml bottles, this champ weighs in at a hefty 10 percent ABV.