The Beer That Thinks It's a Medieval Fortress
In the grand, frothy sea of craft beer innovation, where every new release is an arms race towards the most obscure reference or ingredient, Commonwealth Brewing Company has decided to toss their gauntlet into the ring with Plassenburg, an Eisbock Style Dark Lager. Because nothing says “drink me” quite like naming your beer after a place that sounds like it should be on a Game of Thrones map rather than on a tap list.
First things first, let’s unpack what an Eisbock Style Dark Lager is, for those of us who don’t moonlight as beer historians. Imagine taking a traditional bock, then freezing it like it made a rude comment about your mother, and what you’re left with is an Eisbock – stronger, bolder, and apparently, not great at apologies. It’s the kind of beer that wears chainmail unironically and starts bar fights over the proper pronunciation of “hops.”
Now, enter Plassenburg, Commonwealth’s valiant knight in shining aluminum. This brew isn’t just content with being a dark, mysterious lager. No, it wants to be the darkest, like a brooding protagonist with a troubled past and a heart of gold (or, in this case, malt).
Cracking open a Plassenburg is akin to opening the gates to a long-forgotten castle, if that castle was filled with roasted malts and a lingering sense of existential dread. Each sip invites you to ponder deep, philosophical questions, such as “What am I doing with my life?” and “Did I leave the stove on?”
With notes of caramel, burnt toast, and the tears of your enemies, this Eisbock Style Dark Lager is as complex as it is confusing. It’s like Commonwealth Brewing looked at a perfectly good lager and thought, “Yes, but what if it also had a dark, mysterious backstory?”
What does one pair with a beer as enigmatic as Plassenburg? A hearty stew, perhaps, or the spoils of your latest conquest. It’s the kind of beer that demands a food companion as robust and hearty as itself – think meat that’s been on the fire long enough to tell its own tales of glory and despair.
In conclusion, Plassenburg is more than just a beer; it’s an experience, a journey back in time to when men were men, and beers were apparently trying really hard to be something else. It’s a testament to Commonwealth Brewing Company’s commitment to pushing the boundaries of what beer can be, or at least to their commitment to making us all feel like we should be drinking this while wearing fur and brandishing swords.
So, here’s to Plassenburg, the Eisbock Style Dark Lager that’s as bold as it is baffling. May your cup always be full, and may your adventures be as dark and mysterious as your beer. Cheers, you noble beer warriors.
Cheers you, magnificent silly bastards!
