With the
expansive Captain Lawrence tasting room in Elmsford reaching its one-year
anniversary, a bit of reflecting on the original digs in Pleasantville may be
in order. While most everyone enjoys the 1,500 square feet of beer-sampling nirvana,
the food selections and the patio for the fair-weather seasons—none of which
was available in Pleasantville--many will always harbor fond memories of the brewery’s
early days six miles north. What the grungy 300-square-foot tasting room on
Castleton Street lacked in amenities, it made up for in character.
Word
spread like a virus when the new tasting room opened, and people came to 444
Saw Mill River Road in flocks. The once intimate Captain Lawrence family
multiplied almost overnight; what was likely one or two degrees of separation
between founder Scott Vaccaro and
the typical Saturday sipper was suddenly a few degrees more.
“The
first two weeks, my thought was, they’ve ruined a good thing,” admits Steven DeRosa, an author, with his
ubiquitous dog Bogie. “With all the hype, there was a line out the door for
samples.”
DeRosa
notes one key attribute of the new space: the experimental brewhouse that
serves up eclectic, big-flavor beers such as the Pride of Elmsford ale in his
hand. (There’s a story on how the Pride of Elmsford, an American pale ale made
of English yeast here. [http://greenburgh.dailyvoice.com/lifestyle/captain-lawrence-brewery-names-beer-after-elmsford])
Joanne Flynn was bummed to find Captain
Lawrence was out of her beloved Smoked Porter in Notes From the Tasting Room, Vol.42, but
found it flowing freely on Saturday. “Now I’m happy,” she says.
She and
husband John, of White Plains,
recall the very early days of the brewery. She lived in Pleasantville, and they
would see Captain Lawrence taps around town. “We’d see it in bars, and we’d
wonder, where the hell in Pleasantville is it?” John says.
They
eventually found it on a dead-end street, across from a graveyard. John sampled
the Liquid Gold, and it was love at first sip. “That was it for me,” he says.
They recall
everyone appearing to know each other at the old place, the pig roasts, a
schnauzer who constantly tried to drink his owner’s beer, and a wee bit of traffic
before holidays. “The line went from inside the brewery, out the door, and out to
the street,” John says.
Brendan Randall of the Bronx and fiancée Emily Main of Hellerton, Pennsylvania
knew the Castleton Street locale well. She’s sipping the Winter Ale, while
Brendan enjoys the Pride of Elmsford.
“It looked
like the kind of place where some college guy decided to brew beer,” says
Emily. “It felt like a startup, a small business.”
Indeed,
it was.
The new
tasting room is a more “sophisticated” place to hang, she adds. “People seek it
out now,” says Emily. “It used to be more something you would stumble on.”
Captain
Lawrence fans mention missing the ample parking in Pleasantville, the train
station nearby and, as Nate Rankin
of Tarrytown puts it, the unique feeling of drinking amidst giant sacks of beer
ingredients.
But most
are happy to trade that for lots of elbow room, a bocce court, a far wider
selection of craft beers, and tasty morsels, such as the Brown Ale Hot Dog,
from Village Dog and the various food trucks that set up shop outside. Just
like at the old place, you can bring your baby or your dog, sip world-class
beer and chat about beer and life with the scruffy gents behind the bar.
The
expanded space--and expanded word of mouth--now attract people like Marisa Gianfortune and Christie Morse, who trekked up from
Hell’s Kitchen in Manhattan after reading the new site’s “phenomenal” reviews,
says Marisa, on Yelp.com. They never visited the P-ville space, but are making
new memories in Elmsford. They’re tossing dice on a barrel, a game they call “Golf,”
and reflecting on the brewery tour they just concluded, which included a
surprise tasting of the Frost Monster Imperial Stout that’s set to debut soon.
“Most delicious beer I’ve ever had,” says Marisa with a satisfied smile.
It took
some time, but Steven DeRosa eventually came around to the new Captain Lawrence
home. “There were a few hiccups, but they grew into the place,” he says. “It’s
the same vibe Pleasantville had--but on a grander scale.”
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