More from the OverServed Vacation Desk…
HEY THERE BUDDY. Hi.
YOU SEEM OUT OF SORTS. SOMETHING AMISS? No, no, everything’s fine. I’m just distracted by greatness.
GREATNESS? DO TELL! You’ll see.
I’M ON PINS AND NEEDLES. GO ON. WHERE YOU AT? So, yeah, I’m back at Sociable Cider Werks in Northeast Minneapolis.
I KNOW NOTHING OF THE AREA OF WHICH YOU SPEAK. Northeast should think about changing its name to Hipster Central. There’s a lot of denim and facial hair in these parts.
LOOK WHO’S TALKING. ARE THOSE DRY SELVAGE JEANS YOU’RE WEARING? I wasn’t judging.
SO WHAT ARE WE LOOKING AT HERE? I’ve got their Burnout cider. It is presented as a cucumber/habanero cider.
FASCINATING. HOW DOES IT RATE? I can think of at least one local restaurant critic who would be impressed.
SO THERE’S AMPLE CHEESE. In all seriousness, I’ll be damned if it isn’t fantastic. The cider itself is pleasantly dry, and the habanero provides a subtle building heat, but the cucumber is the star. When you stick your nose in the glass, you’re punched in the face (in a friendly way) by the cucumber perfume. And then the sweet impression of cucumber shows up when you take a drink, but it doesn’t taste like you’re eating an actual cucumber. It really is a remarkable balancing act.
HOW’S THE GAS? ARE YOU GASSY? IS IT GAS? That is my only complaint. I would guess that they did not use “burpless” cucumbers.
SOUNDS LIKE SOME SERIOUS HIPSTER STREET CRED. They’ve got a pétanque court and a food truck that serves goat burgers and turkey nachos. You could do worse.
I CAN PULL OFF THE HIPSTER LOOK IN A PINCH. But you’ll never be this guy: