It is gratifying to see all the hype about beer and fine dining dying away. "Pairing" is so 2009. Sadly, there is one vestige of the neediness of good beer lovers still lingering on: making wine fans love what we love. Yawn. Pete recently told the tale of seeking legitimacy though a wine v. beer foodie contest. While beer "won" one wonders what is the point. And what is the point of this article about the pleasures of saison and these comments from some well entrenched beyond critical analysis wine magazine?
"Hot wings, hot dogs, potato chips = Beer. Everything else wine. Sorry." "I do find beer geeks to be mildly annoying though. And ugly. Die-hard beer drinkers are not attractive people." This is 2011? Thankfully, at least one voice of reason piped up: "Congratulations on the most asinine post of the year." Since unrepentant wine snobs still walk this earth, I am going to speak directly to them here: Put down the Chateauneuf-du-Pape for a moment. Spend a little time drinking my favorite springtime brew: saison, or what's come to be called farmhouse ale.
Why bother? See, I hate the Yankees and the Habs but I don't expect New Yorkers or Montreal to go out of their way to needily seek out my support. Who cares if beer is unloved by strangers? Is it because beverage consultants wish to expand their customer base that these odd and unhelpful experiments and challenges go on? I assume the Amish and Inuit may also be culturally disposed to not seek out fine beer, too. Though, I did go to school with someone from northern Labrador who said there was nothing like muktuk and a beer.
Broadening the base hurts those we love - other beer fans. I say the smaller the consumer base, the less likely fans of the good stuff are to face upward price pressures. So, wine fans? Lay off the saison. You will not understand it. You will be disgusted. Same goes for Belgian beers. And hefeweizens. Blech. Anyone who likes this stuff has to have a screw loose. Mock me. Pity me if you must. But stay away from my beer.