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Steven Coulson
Steven has been drinking beers, wines and spirits for decades and has a propensity to go about them at length after a few drinks.
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The Price of Craft Beer: My $47 Lesson in Expectation vs. Reality
Have you ever splurged on a beverage that left you questioning your judgment? Last night, I found myself in just that predicament when I decided to spend $47 on a single bottle of barrel-aged imperial stout. Marketed as having spent 18 months aging in bourbon barrels along with Madagascar vanilla and Ecuadorian cacao, it was heralded by the staff at the bottle shop as a veritable elixir of the gods. They boasted of the brewery’s GABF gold medal and emphasized their “meticulous attention to barrel selection,” promising a “once-in-a-lifetime experience.”
Naturally, I was intrigued and, after experiencing a moment of weakness, I made the purchasing decision. Arriving home, I meticulously chilled the bottle, selected the appropriate glassware, and prepared myself for a memorable tasting session.
However, after savoring the brew, I was met with a rather bittersweet revelation: it tasted like an overly sweet chocolate milk with a bourbon finish. While enjoyable, it certainly didn’t justify the steep price tag. I found myself thinking, “For this amount, I could have procured an excellent bottle of actual bourbon.”
What exacerbated my experience was the internal dialogue I engaged in post-tasting. I wanted to convince myself it was extraordinary, given the substantial amount I had invested. To bolster my narrative, I populated my social media feeds with photos and descriptions extolling the “complex flavor profile” and the “exceptional barrel character,” all the while trying to impose meaning on a decision that, in hindsight, was fueled more by hype than by sound judgment.
This ordeal made me reflect on the dangers of being swept away by excitement and the allure of a hefty price tag. Has anyone else found themselves caught in a similar whirlwind? What’s the most you’ve ever spent on a beer that truly delivered on its promise? Let’s dive into the discussion—perhaps together we can navigate the vibrant world of craft beer with a bit more wisdom!