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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 Art of Pretentious Beer Talk: Confessions from a Casual Enthusiast
Have you ever found yourself caught up in a moment where sophistication seems to reign supreme, only to realize you may not fully understand what you’re saying? Last weekend, while attending a bottle share event, I experienced this firsthand in the most amusing way.
The highlight of the evening was a barrel-aged sour beer that had everyone buzzing. Feeling the pressure to contribute to the conversation, I confidently chimed in, expressing my “deep appreciation for the interplay of brett with oak tannins, resulting in exquisite phenolic compounds.” The reality? I had only the faintest grasp of what phenolic compounds even were. It seemed I had unintentionally blended terms I’d picked up from a winemaking documentary and a brewing podcast I had listened to ages ago.
What surprised me even more was how everyone nodded in agreement, as if I had delivered a revelation. Emboldened by their approval, I continued to elaborate, remarking on how the beer “expresses local terroir through its indigenous microflora.” It felt poetic, yet I was left wondering if anyone else in the room shared my utter confusion about the terminology.
Just a month prior, I found myself describing a beer’s “mouthfeel complexity.” In truth, I was simply trying to articulate that it tasted thick. It dawned on me how often our conversations about craft beer can morph into a game of linguistic embellishment—a sort of craft beer Mad Libs where we pull phrases from the hazy depths of our memory, hoping we won’t be called out for sounding like pretentious know-it-alls.
Does anyone else resonate with this experience? I suspect I’m not alone in this endeavor. It’s a curious aspect of craft beer culture, where we strive to appear knowledgeable while sometimes feeling like we’re just echoing what we’ve heard from others. Let’s embrace our shared confusion and perhaps create a more genuine dialogue about the brews we enjoy. After all, at the end of the day, it’s about savoring great beer and enjoying the company that comes with every sip. Cheers!