To many Americans, October means Halloween. To beerophiles, October means pumpkin beer… the finest brews made with pumpkin, cinnamon
and often dark brown sugar.
This fine overcast Sunday in Rome, I decided to search
for the Great Pumpkin in Rome. I knew it
wouldn’t be an easy task considering Italians don’t share the same squash-beer
love ratios that Americans do. Nonetheless, I was ready for the challenge.
I decided to start with the place I figured would most
likely have it… Open Baladin Roma. I sat
down at the bar immediately and looked over the multi-page menu. If you are unfamiliar with my previous posts
about this place: Open Baladin has about 46 varieties on tap. (See Best Places in Rome for Craft Beer and Autumn Beer Festival for more details.) After flipping through the various
categories, I finally found the object of desire.
Wait a minute… it’s from America? Not what I was looking for guys. I wanted Italy’s interpretation of the
ultimate pumpkin beer. I will have
plenty of time in my future years to taste liquid pumpkin pie from the safety
of my American home. So I threw the menu
on the bar top in a fit of anger.
The bartender looked at me, inquisitive at the least.
“Excuse me”, I
asked in Italian, “but don’t you have artisanal beer made with pumpkin from
Italy?”
The bartender turned around and searched through the
mini-fridge behind him. Coming up empty-handed, he explained, yes, Baladin
makes a pumpkin beer, aptly named Zucca,
the word for squash in Italian, but they were out of stock. All I wanted was a
taste of the good old days. So I
grumbled a few curses under my breath, fondly mixing the two languages I knew
so anyone and everyone might know the pain I was then suffering, and I said, “I’ll
take the Pumpking Ale from Southern Teir.
Pumpking Ale by Southern Tier at Open Baladin Roma |
At that point, it didn’t matter what country made the
beer. I had pumpkin on the mind and it
wouldn’t go away until I had my fix. So it arrived, a lovely light amber color
with a fine cream head and I sniffed the pint to my heart’s content. Aromas of pumpkin, cinnamon, dark brown sugar
filled my nose making my mouth water instantly and a nostalgic feeling took
over my mind. It’s like I’d just gone back to the U.S. to visit my family for
Thanksgiving. More specifically, it was the moment I woke up in my old home, smelling
of pumpkin pie at its last minutes of baking in the oven, ready to for dinner
later that day. Buttery, sugary, spiced.
Then I took a sip.
At 8.5%, this beer packs a punch, but the brew master at Southern Tier has
done an outstanding job of balancing the high alcohol to flavor ratio. My beer-tasting palate is more advanced than
some, and I could easily tell where that the alcohol was there, but it blended
so perfectly with the rest of the overall taste, I knew this was a beer anyone
would enjoy, especially beer-snobs.
The search still continues for Italian pumpkin beer. Can Italy create a quality pumpkin brew in the
likeness of U.S varieties? Will the love for this seasonal taste catch on
internationally? Only more samples will tell.
7 comments:
How do you feel about sweet potato beer? Some local NC breweries make it - quite good!
Alexandra
I've never been lucky enough to try sweet potato beer! Sounds interesting though. I will have to find it some day.
Better than the Dogfish Head Punkin. Or any other spicy ale for that matter.
But - er - no mention of that Westy12?
-T
The Westy12, my friend, deserves its own post... the story to be told soon. Wonderful visiting with you that special overcast Sunday!
I had different (american) pumpkin beer recommended by Domus Birea last year. it was good, but the Zucca at Open is my favorite, now a tradition at our thanksgiving table.
I still need to go back and try it... can't wait to sample the Zucca!
Speaking of beers on overcast weekends. I came from Firenze to Termini on 13th at around 3pm (alone. Wife took the direct US flight out of Firenze), and had a flight out of Fiumicino at 9. Was that enough time for a sip of something special?
With a heavy backpack and a suitcase in tow, took bus 170 to Trastevere. Started a long trek to Brasserie 4:20. After seeing a ton of helmet and motoparts shops on the way, got a bit worried and called them - to find out in half-Italian and half-English that they open at 7. So, it was now between walking another 30 minutes to Ma che siete venuti a fa, or giving it up.
So, it was a Russian Imperial Stout from Belgian, a Tuscan IPA like hoppy ale, Evil Twin's super hoppy ale from Denmark, and a Belgian Tripel from some local Italian brewery. Bir and Fud next. Unknown hoppy ale (I was kind of drunk by then), and a piece of bread with olive oil (their kitchen was closed). Ran back to the bridge, waited for 20 minutes for the H bus. Came back to Termini at 6. Took a bus to Fiumicino and checked in to my flight at 7.
Great conversations with the owner of Ma che. He knew my favorite beers, and I got to try his.
Thanks for making my Roman beer experience wonderful.
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