The
hints of summer’s swan song came early this year: the temps fighting to climb
above 80, the Pumpkin Ale flowing in the Captain Lawrence tasting room, the
back to school ads on TV. (Great moments in unhip brands trying to be hip: The new
JC Penney commercial about the first day of school, when “everyone will be
stylin’ their faves.”)
There’s
an extra bit of urgency at the brewery, people making the most of the dwindling
summer Saturdays. A swelling group of SUNY Purchase alum, friends of beertender
Doug, is gathering from all corners
of the tri-state on the patio. The men sport tats and funky beards while their chic
female counterparts are, for a lack of a better term, stylin’ their faves. They
speak of Game of Thrones and the
train ride up from Manhattan. They’re enjoying the India Pale Ale, the Kolsch and
small-batch concoctions such as Tongue Dancer Saison, brewed with passion
flower and chamomile, as they wait for the 3 p.m. brewery tour.
Molly Sidney of Bayonne is lamenting the big
Sharpie slash through her favorite seasonal ale on the menu. “We’re all bummed
about the Pumpkin Ale running out,” she says.
“Not
anymore!” boasts a friend as she hoists her spicy 12-ouncer of Pumpkin to the
blue sky. It is, indeed, back on tap, and the Purchase pals celebrate the news.
“It’s never too soon for Pumpkin Ale,” says Brian Renaldo of Jersey City. “It’s getting chilly at night. It’s
perfect.”
The crew
is mostly unanimous on their summer 2013 highlight: a big rafting trip at Lake
George, a cooler full of various craft brews to keep them hydrated.
Elsewhere
on the patio, Chris and Maureen Joel of Cortlandt Manor, teen son
Michael in tow, are also waiting on
the tour. Chris is simultaneously enjoying the Freshchester Pale Ale and
amusing the kids around him with dead-on voices of Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck,
and other cartoon figures; he does voice-overs for animated web series and
video games.
Chris
calls himself an “avid beer drinker,” which prompted the visit. “I try to brew
at home,” he says. “With the weekend coming up, I said, let’s do the tour at
Captain Lawrence.”
His
summer highlight is hardly a raft trip down the river. “Open heart surgery,” Chris
says defiantly. “Triple bypass.”
Maureen
smiles; she’s happy to have Chris up and about and doing Mickey Mouse again.
“My highlight was going back to work after his surgery, after making sure he
was OK,” she says.
Jeff Lorenz of Brooklyn and Blake Thomas of Manhattan pull up on
their bicycles, arm themselves with fresh cups of Grapefruit Pail ale, and find
a seat in the shade. The ride went smoothly, up Manhattan’s bike path, then
along the converted rail trail out of the Bronx, which let them out right in
Elmsford. “It helps when you know you’ve got a beer waiting for you at the
end,” Jeff says.
The guys
hang out at 61 Local in Cobble Hill, where the craft beers flow and a map on
the wall highlights the breweries and other standout drinking spots in the
metro area. “We saw that Captain Lawrence wasn’t that far away,” says Blake.
Their
summer highlights, besides the bike trip? The Newport Jazz Festival, say the bikers,
seeing the likes of Beck and Deer Tick. (On a personal note, a deer tick
contributed to my summer lowlight.)
As you
might expect on a pleasant late-summer day, the crowd inside is light. The
Specials’ funky ska tune “A Message to You, Rudy” pumps out of the house
system, as if played just for Rudy
Santavicca of Mount Kisco. Working for Manhattan Beer Distributors, which delivers
Captain Lawrence, Rudy is intimately familiar with the brewery, and the
Imperial IPA in his hand. “I sell it for them, and I drink it all the time,” he
says.
His
friend Andrew McElduff of New York
City, on the other hand, had never been to the brewery, so Rudy steered them
into 444 Saw Mill River Parkway. “It’s a pretty impressive setup,” says Andrew
as he sips a Kolsch (“Awesome, actually,” he says of the citrusy ale). “You get
to taste the stuff they don’t typically sell.”
Andrew
initially blanks on his fondest summer memory, copping to working too much, and
not getting away at all. It comes to him mid-Kolsch: July 4, a barbecue, a pool
in Yorktown, a bunch of friends. “It was the first time our buddies had been
together in a while,” he says with a smile.
Back
outside, there is bocce, and Frisbee golf, and Village Dog grub, and buddies
being together. The sun is out, the Pumpkin Ale is up and running again, and
it’s clearly not too late to create a summer 2013 highlight.
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