While I couldn’t make it to the Hopmonk for the Jambalaya Jam, I did take a bike ride on Saturday. What do these things have to do with each other? Let me see if I can fill in the gaps.
It all started 3 months ago when I bought a new bike. It was mostly for commuting a couple times a week, but recently I’ve started going for an occasional fun ride. I’ve also bought a trailer for my daughter. From her reaction when getting in, you’d think she hated it, but 5 min away from home she’s calm and usually takes a nap. So what does this have to do with Hopmonk? Well, along Highway 12, from Santa Rosa to Sebastopol, is a bike path. At the end of this bike path, lies the Hopmonk Tavern
When we arrived at the end of the path, I was intending on turning around and heading home. Kaleigh was calm and in a good mood, but the fact is, thanks to a strong headwind the last half of the ride, I was exhausted. I knew the Abita was flowing the night before and hoped for a pint of Turbodog while it was still fresh. We crossed the street, locked up the bike and headed inside.
Bill was tending bar and was kind enough to draw me a pint. While Kaleigh enjoyed her blueberries and water, I sat down with my pint. Turbo Dog is a clear dark brown with red highlights and an off-white head. The aroma is of roasted malts and a touch of sweetness. The flavor mimics the aroma, with a mild hop finish. For such a dark beer, Turbodog is quite refreshing. In no time I was ready to hit climb back on the bike and head home. On the ride home I kept tasting that roasted bitterness in my mouth, making me wish I had a bottle waiting for me at home.
It’s to bad I missed the Jambalaya Jam, as it sounded like a great time, but at east I got to get a little taste of Louisianna.