Weizengoot
Bier Brewery

Average imitation of a weihenstephaner heffe. Has the expected taste of clove, banana, bubble gum, and bread.

draught
IBU: 10.7
Somewhat cloudy, golden/yellowish look. Quite light aromas of honey toasted, very light grains, with a touch of allspice/clove, with a brightness. A bit of tang to the taste, with a whiff of bitterness and a slightly lemony malt spice flavor.

 

"The Pitcher that Changed Everything"

It was a brisk summer night. Returning to Indy for a brief adventure, an old friend and I decided to reminisce on college glories and display all the wallet-confidence your first full-time job can provide. What better way than to blow stacks of cash on pitchers of mediocre beer in a semi-college age community. We were truly alive.

After throwing back a few pitchers of the nightly special (ah, Rocky Mountain cold...), the bartender was quickly sounding more and more persuasive. She must have sensed my deeply German heritage. Whether her intentions were good or purely evil has been a conundrum to contemplate while reminiscing on many bar stools over the years. But alas, her sultry suggestion was unavoidable. The next pitcher would be memorable; a beer she described as "banana bread in a bottle." The German Jungle Fruit Juice. Bier Weizengoot.

A pitcher or two later (who's to tell), plus another frigid breeze from the Rockies, and the sounds and lights of the bar began their swift descent into unrecallable memory. The rest of our night I'd imagine could only be told by our fellow bar-mates looking on, for our own recollection has been stolen by the ghosts of beers past. If only the next memories could also be deleted...

Not moments after arriving back in the perceived safety of our own homes, thoughts of bananas flooded our minds. Swiftly, thoughts became reality, as the pitcher of distilled banana bread water came flooding back up. The fruit flavor. The acid burn. What pain and agony. What felt like hours of esophageal demolition concluded with one lasting lesson: never again will I drink from the German banana chalice.

To this day, bananas haunt me. In the supermarket. In colorful advertisements. In the quick sting of scents on holidays when Grandma has decided to bake a banana bread. My lesson has been learned. The question is, will you follow in our footsteps?

 

 

 

 

 

Pours an attractive golden brown, with light lacing. Smells and tastes somewhere in between a German hefeweizen and a Belgian dubbel, with good wheated notes in addition to some light Belgian esters that add a small bit of spice. A very nice, smooth witbier that is an easy drinker for summer. Not exceptional or a real standout in any particular way, however.

 

The color is good, strong yellow-gold with some haze. A short white head, some lacing. The nose is quiet, and the yeast is mostly missing here, with the main odor being of fermented grains. But the taste, particularly as it warms a bit, comes in with banana and bubble gum, particularly the latter, delivering some of my favorite flavors in a Hefe. The feel is super clean, and overall I think this is an extraordinary rendition of the German style. Great to have this one in the city, and I need to add this to my list of regulars.