And It's That Time of Year Again (No, Not "the Holidays." That Other Time)

I gather from my Twitter stream that it's "Repeal Day." Seventy-nine years and counting. And here's what I had to say about it (among other things) on the 75th anniversary.  Oh, and this and this, too. (That last piece was written on the anniversary of the return of legal beer, which was not the same date as the end of Prohibition.)

Please: DO NOT complain that I'm "self-plagiarizing." (How is such a thing even possible?) Jonah Lehrer I'm not, okay? (*1) (*2)

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*1: On Jonah Lehrer and the cautionary tale thereof, see this, among many possible pieces.

*2: Yeah, I'm wondering the same thing you are: "Man, is it possible for this woman to get through ANY blog entry without a bunch of footnotes?"

Hmm. Where IS That New Grinch?

I was about to post the following on Facebook, and thought, "Oh, screw it. This is short, easy, etc. Just blog it." (*1) So.

This is "what's on my mind":

You know those "old" holiday specials? Charlie Brown? The '66 version of Grinch? (RR) That Rudolph stop-action? They seem "old" now, but they're amazing examples of their genre. 

For example, the 1966 Grinch is brilliant. Author, narrator, music, songs, images, "direction." All of it: brilliant. It's hard to imagine anyone topping that.

That's what inspired my thinking: I want someone to top that. And I know that someone can, because every generation, every moment, has its own artists. The person who could re-think, re-invent those classics is someone who appreciates the art of the earlier versions and wants to achieve the same wonder.

(God knows there's plenty of precedent: we're living in a spectacularly golden age of visual narrative, design, etc. What's on "the tube," for example, has never been better than it is right now. In terms of "television" art, we've moved waaay beyond the mundane.)

So: it's time for new versions of those classics. Those were truly high tech at the time, and given the [digital] age in which we live, new interpretations would surely involve creative use of  "technology."  Anyone know of any projects in the work?

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*1: There is something about Facebook that causes a brain-jerk reaction: "Facebook is faster. I'll just dump it there." But is it really? Yes, this takes much more time to type (I get more serious on the blog) but I also will just "quit" my site and go do something else. If I were at FB, I'd keep scrolling and reading --- and there goes an hour. Yes! "Social" media is just that: hanging out in a big agora/plaza/whatever.

"Fresh-Pressed" While Squeezed [For Time]

Get it? Fresh-pressed? Squeezed? Fresh-pressed lemons for juice? Squeezed Lemon

Never mind.

This post is directed to the kind people who are now following the blog after hearing about it from WordPress's Fresh-Pressed page: THANK YOU for stopping by to read and for following.

Alas, there won't be much action here for several more weeks. I'm just finishing the new book I'm writing and the blog is on hiatus (I love that word!) until I finish. I only took time for the drive-by posting about craft beer because I was afraid I'd forget it. I had no idea someone at WordPress would find it interesting.

Anyway: I'll resume blogging just as soon as I finish the manuscript of the meat book. Meantime, there are over a thousand other posts here to read. So. Have at it!

See you soon. And again: many thanks. (Especially to the folks at WordPress.)

A Slight Bummer As I Peddle to the Finish Line

Yes! The finish line lies straight ahead. I've written a big chunk of that pesky new chapter my editor asked for, and I expect to have a polished version of it by the end of December. And because that's going so well, I'm also aiming to have the conclusion and introduction finished by then as well. I've gotta say --- again --- I'm SO glad my editor insisted on this new chapter. She was right:  the book needed it. And researching it has helped me think about my next book. And researching and writing it has clarified my opinion about, and where I stand, on various topics related to meat. 

That last is the most important: as I've noted here before, when I start a book, I don't know where I and it will end up. The object of the exercise is to learn about a topic so that I can express an opinion on it. Because there's nuthin' I dislike more than an uninformed opinion.

And working on this last chapter has been instrumental in putting the entire book, and the complicated, truly messy subject of meat in America, into perspective.

So. I'm off again to finish this sucker once and for all. (Unless, ahem, my brain has another fit and I get sidetracked by writing an unrelated blog entry.)

And speaking of that, the "slight bummer" is that for reasons known only to themselves, the folks at WordPress decided my recent rumination on craft brewing was worth featuring on the WordPress home page. According to the WordPress powers-that-be, that'll mean new traffic to the website. Where .... Neither I nor new posts will be found because I'll be off finishing this book.

But. Whaddya gonna do? Answer: Put first things first and FINISH THIS BOOK. Because no one but me knows just how weary I am of this particular marathon, which has now gone on for six, count 'em, six years.

Okay. See you on the flipside.

In the Kitchen: Easy Peezy Meat and Veg

I like the colder weather months for a number of reasons (not least of which is that they go much faster if I like rather than just tolerate them). One of those reasons is the food: "Winter" food typically requires more time over a stove or in the oven. (Not me. The food, silly!) And sometimes I don't have time to cook so --- I go with the easy stuff. Like last night. About as basic as it's possible to get: steak and roasted root vegetables.These are two dishes that work best with a whole lotta heat: From trial-and-error, I've concluded that the optimal oven temperature for roasting vegetables i 425. For meat, a HOT pan or broiler.

Usually when I cook steak (and that's not often), I do it stove-top: I heat a pan, add a thin drizzle of oil, and sear. But last night I wanted to try something different, so I consulted Bittman's How To Cook Everything (on my iPad. TOTALLY worth the money). One of his suggestions was as follows:  

Heat a heavyish pan (cast iron is best, but I used an old, beat-up Calpholon pan) until it's smoking. No oil. Sprinkle some salt in the pan. Add the meat, and sear for three minutes. Turn and sear the other side for three minutes. Don't do as I did, cough cough, and sprinkle more salt in the pan before you flip it. It'll be too salty. The piece I cooked was a New York Strip, about an inch thick. Three minutes a side rendered a perfect medium rare. And the char was fabulous. I doubt I'll go back to my old method of using some oil. Sublime. (Yes, I know you vegetarians/vegans are now busy gagging. What can I say? I didn't eat meat for 25 years, so been there, done that.)

CDC beets

As for the vegetables: PRE-HEAT THE OVEN. You need the oven to be hot before the vegetables go in. I had a parsnip and a beet. They were fairly large, but there are only two people in my house, so that was plenty. I chopped them into largish chunks, put them in a bowl (for easier mixing). Drizzled olive oil over them and tossed gently. Sprinkled salt and pepper. Tossed. Chopped a tiny (emphasis on tiny) bit of garlic. Tossed. Transferred them to a baking sheet (aka a jelly roll pan) and into the oven they went, for about 40 minutes. Also perfection. Lots of crunchy, not-quite-burned bits with each bite. Yum!

Pour the red wine or hearty beer and you're set.

My Brain At Work: Somewhat Random (and Possibly Useless) Thoughts On the Origins of Craft Brewing

As avid readers (because there are some, right??) know, Jack McAuliffe, the acknowledged founder of the craft brewing movement, is a friend. In January, Boston Beer Company --- known to you as Sam Adams --- will introduce New Albion Ale, based on the recipe Jack used to make his first beer in the late 1970s.

That means that lately there’s been an unusual amount of attention paid to Jack and to his brewery, New Albion. Which means that I’ve been hearing more than the usual iterations of a question I’m often asked: “Is New Albion really important?”   

By which the questioner means:

 “Hey, McAuliffe’s brewery only lasted a few years. Most people interested in craft beer had never even heard of the guy until your book came out. He can’t be that important.”

To which I usually say something like

“He deserved the credit. Would someone else have done what he did? Eventually. But at the time, he inspired others to do what he’d done, namely cobble together some raw materials, build a brewery, and make beer.”

(And I mention Ken Grossman and Sierra Nevada as an example of the direct influence of Jack and New Albion.)

So that’s the background. (Yeah. You know me: The background takes more time than the main point. What can I say? I’m a historian. Context is everything.)

Anyway, this has been on my mind. Or, more accurately, my brain has been busy pondering the “Would someone else have done what he did?” I say “apparently” because I didn’t realize I was even thinking about this until yesterday, when the following crashed into my brain’s foreground and grabbed my attention:

When people have asked me the aforementioned question, I’ve usually skipped over the “would someone else have done what he did” part and spoke mainly to the “direct influence” part of why Jack matters. Because of course I had no idea if someone else would have done what Jack did.

Until now. Thanks to my busy brain, I now have a different take on the issue of “does Jack matter?” (*1) It goes like this.

It’s hard to imagine that a craft brewing industry wouldn’t have shown up eventually, right? After all, at the same time that craft of beer pioneers were doing their thing, the “good coffee” movement started. Other entrepreneurs were experimenting with a return to good bread. Micro-distilleries began showing up in the early 1990s. Natural foods were going great guns in the 1980s.

So at some point someone would have come up with a “craft brewing industry.” (*2)

BUT: it’s not clear to me that, without Jack (or some one like Jack) it would have looked like the do-it-yourself, self-reliant industry that it was and to a certain extent still is.

Let me explain:

Jack’s brewery failed, but the way he built his company became the foundational model for the craft brewing industry that emerged in the early 1980s.

Ken Grossman, for example, had already dreamed about opening a brewery, a dream inspired in part by his love of good beer but also by a visit to Anchor Brewing in San Francisco. But when Ken visited Anchor, he saw an insurmountable obstacle: a full-blown brewery with “real” brewing equipment. Grossman knew he couldn’t pull that off, or at least not until he’d devoted a few decades to saving the many thousands of dollars such a venture would require.

When he visited New Albion, however, he saw instantly that here was a model that he could emulate and do so with relatively little cash. (He and his then-partner Paul Camusi scrounged $50,000 in start-up funds, mostly from family.) If he could find spare parts, which was what Jack had done, he could use his engineering/carpentry/handyman skills to build a brewhouse.

So he did, and so did other early pioneers, and the rest, as the cliche goes, is history.

But let’s ponder an alternative history, one based on a combination of speculation and fact.

Here’s a fact, one based on my six years spent thinking and writing about meat in America:

Food and food fads are like anything else: if there’s a profit to be made, if there’s a fad to ride, someone will jump in and try to make some money on it.

In the 1980s, for example, a couple of marketing types in California noted the interest in “natural” foods and began selling “Rocky the Ranger” chickens, which they touted as free-range and natural. The chickens weren’t, but that didn’t matter. Plenty of people were willing to pay big bucks for natural poultry. (Among them was Wolfgang Puck, just then hitting his stride and his celebrity, who began serving Rocky at his restaurants. He was none too pleased to discover, during a blind taste test, that neither he nor other tasters could tell the difference between high-priced Rocky and plain ol’ chicken).

Here’s another, more relevant example:

In the mid-1980s, Jim Koch, then working at Boston Consulting Group, had a early-mid-life crisis and decided he needed a job with more soul than helping Fortune 500 types figure out how to make billions rather than millions. Brewing was in his family (as he’s fond of pointing out, he’s the fifth generation to work in beer), and when he pondered his future while perched on a barstool, he noticed that yuppies, as they were called then, were dropping serious money to pay for imported beer (think Heineken and St. Pauli).

That market niche intrigued him. After a bit of investigation, Jim learned that there were a handful of people scattered around the country making what amounted to nineteenth-century beers (real, pure, made from four ingredients, blah blah blah). There, Koch decided, lay his future. In this case, he skipped the do-it-yourself route and instead contracted to brew his lager using “real” brewmasters at “real” breweries.

Jim Koch happens to be a guy with a soul. (*3)  The company he built melds with and has been a key component of the craft beer industry.

But it’s clear that what Koch did, some other suit-and-tie could have done, too. (*4)

Which brings me, finally, to my point. (Thanks for sticking with me).

Had Jack McAuliffe not built his whacky, nineteenth-century-inspired, spare-parts brewery, a craft beer industry would have emerged anyway. But it likely would have been built by suits-and-ties; business types with more interest in profit than beer who’d wangled bank loans and built a brewery along the same lines as conventional brewing (read: Anheuser Busch) except in miniature. And then, I’m guessing, sold to the first big brewer who came along (and remember that both Miller and AB “came along” and started buying/acquiring shares in small fry in the late 1980s).

Instead of the “think local/think pure and real” craft brewing industry we’ve got now, with all its glory, creativity, and dynamism, we’d have ended up with a bastardized version in which the Big Boys made a few shitty “craft” beers, and instead of the few thousand breweries that now exist in the U. S., we’d probably still have, oh, 79 or 80. And I doubt we’d have locally owned and operated brewpubs. We might have chain restaurants with brewing equipment prominently displayed behind glass, but that’s not quite the same thing as the truly fascinating, truly local brewpub culture that has flourished in the U. S. in the past 30 years.

So. Jack matters not because he succeeded --- he didn’t --- but because of the way he built his company: from scraps, with next to no cash, and with a truckload of heart, soul, and hard work.

End of great idea.

For now. Part of my busy brain has been thinking hard about a new book and what it wants to write (and why would I get in its way!?) is a book about, well, I’m not quite sure yet but something about the craft beer industry, the nature of contemporary capitalism, the shift to the local, and the way all things digital have transformed all of it. I have the feeling I’m going to be thinking this book out loud, if you will, here at the blog. So it’s possible that this is a tentative first step toward this vague, amorphous, and possibly bad idea that’s churning around in my brain. We’ll see.

And comments and feedback are most welcome. Have at it.

Oh: And no, not quite finished with meat book. But I have  written a major chunk of that pesky new chapter my editor wanted. 

UPDATE AFTER THE FACT: I should have included this link first time around. Two years ago, Jay Brooks and Natalie and Vinnie Cilurzo went to the New Albion site with Jack. Jay made sure to document the visit.

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*1: I’m continually impressed by how much work my brain does without me even asking it to. Brains are important, you know? If we have a Mother’s Day and a National Pizza Day, and a “Talk Like A Pirate” day, why in hell don’t we have a “Thank Your Brain” day?

*2: Hmmm. That raises a fascinating question that I only thought of while writing this blog entry: How long would it have taken Charlie Papazian to go the next step; to travel from homebrewing-as-national-movement, which was what he was primarily interested in in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s, to “let’s take homebrewing to the next step”?

*3: Some would disagree with that view. But I would argue that one need only look at the way he’s operated his company to know that when he said he intended to build a corporation with a heart and soul, he meant it.

*4: Indeed, the essence of the messy craft beer boom of the 1990s was precisely that: suit-and-tie types bringing in big money to cash in on what was then seen as a profitable market niche.