Sunday, September 2, 2012

Sunday Beer Spotlight: Yuengling Oktoberfest

You might think it weird to drink an Oktoberfest beer now, but German Oktoberfest actually starts in late September, so I’m not jumping the gun by much.  In fact, these copper-colored beers are called Märzen, which is German for "March." That’s when these beers are traditionally brewed, kept all summer, and then tapped as the temps come down again.

Yuengling’s Oktoberfest is going to be familiar to fans of the Pottsville “Traditional Lager,” just amped up a bit. The beer pours a dark orange with a sturdy half-inch head in my pint glass. The aroma is faint, but definitely malt and grain. On first taste, you get a little sweetness, which gradually fades as sour and metal/mineral flavors work past the caramel.

For a Märzen, Yuengling Oktoberfest is a little light on the malt, but the price is right for a casual supermarket six-pack -- not too heavy for early September, but sturdy enough for autumn.

1 comment:

  1. A second opinion from my friend, Charlie --

    " I took my ritual Sunday trip to Total Wine to hunt down John's choice for the week. Yuenling Oktoberfest was a little hard to find at first, but I was able to locate one last bottle on the seasonal shelf. At first sip it hit me like a burlap bag of wheat. A mesh of flavors with a final hint of hops I suppose. After a few more sips I got a feeling I was drinking a liquid graham cracker. Don't get me wrong. I love graham crackers. They always remind me of being 4 years old watching As the World Turns with my Grandma Golden. She'd set me up with a pile of crackers and a huge glass of cold milk….

    Annnnnd we're back. Yuengling Oktoberfest is worth the $1.79 I spent on it. I did the requisite inspection of the bottle as I drank it and enjoyed the emblazoned raised handwritten thought on the bottle telling me that Yuengling is an American Owned Family Operated company. That being the case, there is a little wish that they'd make a stand on the improper way to spell Octoberfest.

    At 5.2% alcohol by volume I could throw a bunch of these back and reminisce about the old days with Grandma Golden and 'her story.' As I approach my last sip, I'm working up a serious jones for cracking open a box of Triscuits."