Tasting Notes: Stewart’s 80/- (Eighty Shilling)
Brewery: Stewart Brewing
Location: Loanhead
Style: “Classic Scottish Heavy”
ABV: 4.4%
Version: Gravity Draught
Source: Stewart Brewing
The main reason for Jo and I to make our trip up to Edinburgh earlier this year was to attend the wedding of our friends Lucy and Murray. It was held in the grounds of a country house. South of Edinburgh, not far from Roslin? Somewhere around there, anyhow. What? I’m a bloke – I can’t remember details like where weddings happened. Okay, let me see: service in the restored kirk, main do in a large marquee in the grounds. Spit-roast suckling pig served for supper – I do remember that.
I also remember that the groom, being a chap of impeccable taste and proper Scottish upbringing, had the rather brilliant idea of talking to a local brewery about getting a couple of kegs of proper ale in for the benefit of the more discerning wedding guests. Bloody marvellous idea, I thought, and I was only too delighted to help him with the research. Thus it was that a few weeks before the happy occasion, when Murray and I met up in Manchester for a few jars, he produced a printed brochure from the Stewart Brewing Company. “What do you reckon?” he asked. I perused the literature. “That one.” I said, pointing to the Stewart’s 80/-. Murray concurred; the 80/- had been the one he was thinking of getting anyway, but a second opinion never hurts, eh?
So it was that said wedding reception turned out to be one of the best that Jo and I have been to for a while, helped along by pints of traditional Scottish ale; red-brown in colour and packed full of rich, biscuity malt flavour, with just enough hops around to keep things well-balanced and interesting. It was gravity-poured (but beggars can’t be choosers) and I have to say the quality of the pints varied as a result; one canny lass behind the bar knew enough to give the glass a bit of a swirl and vary the height of the pour a bit; she actually achieved something approaching a head as a result. But the teenaged staffers tended to just stick the glass under the spigot, pour a flat pint and had done with it. But this was the remarkable thing: even flat as a mill-pond, the stuff still tasted pretty bloody good. I was a very happy wee sassenach by the end of the night, I can tell you.
So: a toast! To a happy couple – a fine host and hostess indeed – and a brewery that clearly knows its Heavy. Slainte!


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