Fermenta ~ An Idea Whose Time Has Come

A version of this article previously appeared in MittenBrew. (You aren’t reading Mittenbrew?!?!? Why the hell not??!)


The phrase “an idea whose time has come” gets used quite often, and just as often, it doesn’t really fit the situation. For example, a friend of mine described KFC’s “double down” sandwich in such a manner; another friend said the same thing about Taco Bell’s breakfast burritos. (Okay, it was the same friend). But once in awhile, the phrase fits perfectly—as with the women’s craft beverage trade group Fermenta.


Yum, sampler!

Pauline Knighton (Short’s Brewing Company) and Stacey Roth (Griffin Claw) had discussed the idea of forming a trade group for women in the craft beverage industry. The idea (ahem) fermented in their minds, and this past April, women met at Arbor Brewing Company to work out a vision. The focus of this group is to encourage more women to get involved in the craft beverage industry (including beer writing!) and to expand our collective knowledge about beer in Michigan. The ultimate mission of Fermenta is simple: it is a non-profit initiated by Michigan women, committed to diversity, camaraderie, networking, and education within the craft beverage industry.

The group had a rousing kick off at the Michigan Brewers’ Guild Summer Beer Fest. Eleven brewpubs featured beers brewed by members of Fermenta. These included Lucie’s Lullaby from Boatyard Brewing Company, Michigan Honey Melon Amber from Fenton Winery and Brewery, It’s About Thyme from Short’s Brewing Company, and Salted Caramel Brown from Witch’s Hat.

Fermenta’s first official event was held this weekend at WhichCraft Taproom in Midland. As an added bonus to WhichCraft’s outstanding beer selection, some of the Fermenta beers were available. WhichCraft used to be a horse barn, but it has been beautifully transformed into a taproom. The wooden floors and bright open space lend themselves to an afternoon of tasting beers with new friends.


In addition to providing ample opportunities to mix and mingle, the event featured an educational talk by Certified Cicerone, Annette May. Annette taught attendees about flavors and tastes of beers, focusing on the Saison that we sampled. Before and after the talk, members could browse the trade tables there were set up. The tables included samples of honey, information from hop farmers, and the latest brewing equipment.


Annette is very smart and nice and pretty!

The group is already proving helpful to women who are newer to the industry, as well as veterans. Moragh Goyette, an assistant brewer with Grizzly Peak, said that groups like Fermenta have helped her transition from a job with the University of Michigan to professional brewing. “People take you much more seriously when they know that you are part of a trade group (like Fermenta),” she said. “The educational opportunities will also be a big help as I continue in my job.” Angie Williams of Griffin Claw added that the opportunities for women in the industry are “tremendous”, as Fermenta will increase its educational and networking events as it grows.

Pauling Knighton of Short’s Brewing Company is the first president of Fermenta. Echoing the enthusiasm of other attendees, Pauline said, “The part of the day that made me stop and smile the most was when a woman approached me to tell me that she had just accompanied her friend to the event, but had no intentions of joining. However, the woman was so impressed that she became a member and can’t wait to get more involved.”

To my dismay, I have heard many people (including many women) lament that women just can’t get along and that too many women together leads to problems. The exact opposite is true with Fermenta. The vibe of the day can best be summed up by Pauline Knighton, who said that at one point in the day, “I actually stopped, looked around, and was beaming with excitement. All the women who made today happen are amazing and worked their butts off–it was a just a great success. “

Cheers to many, many more successes!


I made a friend named Moragh! That was her big glass and my little glass!

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When You Go to Atwater in the Park…

…and you should go, I need to recommend something. Squirrel away your calories for a few days, and be sure to eat their German Chocolate Cake while drinking the Shaman Bourbon Barrel Aged Porter. You could totally go for it and drink the Decadent Chocolate Ale, but that just seems a bit, je ne sais pas, too much. The porter has some chocolate notes, but not enough to overwhelm the chocolate in the cake.

I’d also recommend the sausage plate + just about any beer on the menu, but particularly the malty spectacular goodness of the Bloktoberfest. The seasonings in the sausage (which I started calling “snausage” about four sample glasses in) worked well with the malt and grain in that beer. The Belgian also paired nicely, but the Tripel was too sweet for the snausage.

It’s a great place! I’m only sorry it took us this long to get out there!

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Groups I Have Belonged To

Here are some groups I’ve belonged to:

a) Young Lawyers’ Association. You could only be a member until you were 35. They were pretty hard core–when you turned 36, it was out the do’ old fart. No one ever questioned this, as everyone understood it was a group for young lawyers.

b) Jew groups. You could only belong if you were Jewish, by birth or by choice. No one questioned it, and Christians never got pissed (that I know of). No Jew that I know of ever had to defend or apologize for its exclusivity and certainly, no Jew hated on us for having the group.

c) Okay, *I* wasn’t in it, but a lawyer friend of mine was in a bar association for lawyers who are black. She did have to occasionally explain what it was, but never (as far as I know) had to defend or apologize for it. It was a bar group for black lawyers–and everyone got it. Certainly, no black lawyer ever got pissy about its existence (again, that I know of).

d) Women’s groups. Whenever I have belonged to a group for women, some things happened:

  1. We had to explain over and over again the no, we weren’t being sexist.
  2. We don’t hate men.
  3. Women would complain that we were “dividing” the sexes instead of bringing them together.*
  4. Women would say that they weren’t sure about this group, because didn’t we want to be one with the menfolk? Why couldn’t we just be “lawyers” and not “women lawyers”?
  5. Women would ask what we were trying to prove…were we saying we were better than men?!
  6. Women would say that we were being “sexist” and, after all, isn’t that what we’ve been fighting against???
  7. Women would have to bend over backwards saying what great fathers and husbands we have, how much we love our male friends, and how we love sucking cock.

*I have never once read about a man or man’s group being concerned about “dividing” the sexes. They may have, and that’s cool. I’ve just never heard about it.

Now. I have no explanation for why women act this way. But I have some thoughts:

  1. Women want to be a “cool chick”. You know the one. The one who will burp, fart, go to strip clubs, say that naked women in prone positions on beer bottles is awesome, defend misogynists as saying they have “free speech”, giggle at misogynist jokes (rape jokes can be funny!), say that the misogynists are “just misunderstood”, insult and demean other women in the company of their (the cool chick’s) men friends.
  2. By being the “cool chick”, they think that men will somehow garner them favors. Except that this doesn’t happen. As soon as the cool chick slips (or gains weight, or ages), she’s on the hot seat. I’ve read that in order to subjugate any minority group, it is essential that you have some members of that group to help you. To be sure, you will still subjugate them, just a little later on. Remember those Jews who helped the Nazis put the bodies in the oven? They got an extra potato or an extra month of life…but at the end of the day, they were still gassed.
  3. They are afraid of men, and desperately need male approval to get on with their day.
  4. They may really believe their own shit and if so, God bless them and keep them.
  5. They don’t even realize they are doing it. I sometimes apologize for stupid shit, and then Ken will say “why are you apologizing?” and then I’m like “GOD I HATE WHEN I DO THIS!”

I have heard many, many people say that women never get along in the workplace or in life, and that it may be an evolutionary thing. That is, we needed men to protect us 50,000 years ago when we couldn’t protect each other and thus we are bitter still towards each other. Maybe so. But it just strikes me that I have never had to defend a Jew only or a young person only or any other “only” group. And likewise, the targeted group never actively worked against the group.

Anyway, I could now spend a few minutes telling you what a great father/fiance I have, how much I love my male friends, and how I do enjoy a good cock, all so you will like me and like my post. But I won’t. Because I don’t fucking care if you don’t like my post.

But I do wonder…why is it like this with women? What say ye? If you are one of these women (and I won’t hate you if you are), why do you do this? I’m seriously seeking to understand. I probably won’t like or agree with your reasoning, but I really don’t get it.


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Old Timey Base Ball

This is how baseball was meant to be played–by guys with nicknames like Legs and Pops and the Preacher, without gloves or egos or million dollar endorsement deals, with kids running around and popcorn and a sun so bright that it hurts your eyes.

And that is how baseball (or, charmingly, base ball) was played this past Sunday at the corner of Michigan and Trumbull in Detroit. Yes, that corner. The corner where Ruth and Cobb and Gehrig played. Bennett Park, Navin Field, Briggs Stadium…whatever you want to call it, that place was magic. If you are from Metro Detroit and you don’t have a fond memory of seeing a game at that place, then I feel bad for you. I still remember walking up the ramp to get to the seats, seeing that bright green field (I won’t add “of dreams”), the bleachers, the big concrete poles that offered “obstructed view” seats…the smell of the hotdogs, the popcorn, the beer.

My ex-husband and I got season tickets for the final season at Tiger Stadium and were lucky enough to go to the final game. Here is a story of that game ~ we were sitting behind a skinny, blonde chick who I presume one would describe as “hot”. She was on her cell phone most of the game (and remember, this was 1999 when cell phones weren’t as ubiquitous as they are now). At the end, Sparky Anderson appeared on the big screen. Girlfriend turned to her friend and said, “Who’s that old guy?!?” I almost went over the seat in full attack mode, but then-boyfriend, now-ex-husband calmed me down.

None of that kind of crap happened this last Sunday, when Fiance Ken and I went to the Corner to watch the Royal Oak Wahoos play the Dexter Union Base Ball Club. The game is played by 1860s rules, which includes a “gloves optional” rule and no DH (yes!). The ball can bounce once and it still is considered an out (took me a minute to catch onto that one). And the game is played for the love of the game.

Several dozen people gathered on the grassy lawn of what is now again being called Navin Field. Thanks to a dedicated bunch of folks (the Navin Field Grounds Crew), the field is being mowed and cared for. I don’t know any of those people personally, but I want to. I know they are good people because they care about a good place.

Until last Sunday, I never thought I’d see baseball at the old “corner” ever again. And the good news is that there are games almost every Sunday, and sometimes during the week. Check them out on Facebook …and head out to the old ball field. Your childhood will thank you.

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Grapefruit Beer at Godaiko

It goes to show you never can tell. When my friends (Linh and Roxy) invited me for lunch at Godaiko, I knew I’d be getting excellent sushi. What I didn’t know, is that they have an outstanding bar as well. Linh knows one of the owners/chefs, and he was kind enough to come over and chat with us. Out of nowhere, he started talking about a grapefruit beer that he discovered at Disneyland (of all places!) and worked hard to get imported for the bar.

It turns out that the beer is Schofferhofer’s (imagine the Motley Crue dots over the “o”) Grapefruit Weizen. While it gets mixed reviews online, I would give it a thumbs up for being refreshing and low in ABV (2.5%!). The nose is tart grapefruit and the taste is that of a sweet grapefruit spritzer–there is a lot of grapefruit taste in this beer! I can see why others might not like it, but I really enjoyed it!

I should also mention that the food at Godaiko is simply wonderful–I had the spider roll and the California roll and both were terrific. Plow your way through the construction (screw those barrels!) to get there!

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Other Stuff I’ve Been Writing….

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Seattle Brewpubs

A version of this article will be printed on MittenBrew.com. Please check out their most excellent site!

Some time ago, Michigan and Washington were playing against each other in some sports contest or another. Our local paper put out a list pitting Ann Arbor against Seattle to see which was cooler. I love Ann Arbor, I would take a bullet in the face to defend it, and I think it is the greatest city in Michigan…but it’s really no contest: Seattle is bigger, it has a huge technology core, it is on the Pacific Ocean, and it has mountains. It also has a thriving craft beer scene. As far as I know, the two cities have never gone head-to-head in beer but as luck would have it, I was out in Seattle last week and decided to do a little brewpub tour to see what they had to offer. There was so much else to do that Ken and I only got to five pubs, but I was still able to sample a little bit of the Jet City and compare some of its offerings to the Mitten. DSC00665 DSC00667 Pike Brewing Company – This was the brewpub that many people recommended to us. It reminded me of a bigger, more crowded Grizzly Peak or Arbor Brewing Company in that it definitely was set up like a restaurant and focused on good food. There were two samplers available: the “standard” beers and a special one made up almost exclusively of IPAs. Since neither Ken nor I are huge hop heads, we opted for the standard sampler. The standout for me was the Pike XXXXX Extra Stout. The beer was a lovely dark brown with a creamy head. It balanced notes of chocolate and espresso, with roasty malted goodness. I did not get any hop profile but Ken said it was too hoppy for him; its IBU was 65 and it was brewed with three kinds of hops, but perhaps I picked out the chocolate and coffee flavors enough that I didn’t mind the hoppiness? Either way, it was a nice and toasty 7% ABV stout that went well with the burger that I got. The stout reminded me of Arbor Brewing’s Espresso Love, but with a bit less coffee flavor. DSC00681 DSC00684 DSC00687 DSC00691 Outlander Brewery & Pub – This was the real “find” of our journey. We had just taken a magnificent tour of the Theo Chocolate Factory and decided to take a walk, because surely a 15 minute walk at 2 miles per hour would burn off those 2,000 calories we just inhaled. On our trek, Ken spotted the pub, which is located in an old house. This setting made it extremely comfortable to walk into; the older, mismatched furniture added to the charm, reminding me of the furniture at the Corner Brewery (n/k/a Arbor Brewing Company Microbrewery) that they had in the lounge, back in the day. And it was just as comfortable to walk into. The only bad news was that they were in the midst of brewing new beer and thus their selection was limited. Nonetheless, we enjoyed our sampler and I especially liked the Hefeweizen. It had a crisp taste, a hint of bananas and cloves with a nice, spicy finish. The best thing about the beer was how well balanced it was; I often eschew hefeweizens because they are too wheaty, but this one had a nice, clean taste. Looking at their website, it appears that they have brewed a number of very interesting beers and I can only hope to get back there one day to try some. Until then, I would compare the Hefeweizen to Arbor Brewing’s Bavarian Bliss. DSC00696 DSC00697 Elysian Brewing – I don’t feel that I can adequately rate the bar itself because we went into the wrong one. That is, there are several branches of the brewpub, and we picked the one that is more cocktail bar and less brewpub. In fact, it was no brewpub at all except that it offered Elysian beers on tap. The atmosphere was definitely upscale (think: Vellum or the Raven’s Club). This is not meant as an insult, but just to say that it wasn’t a brewpub. In fact, when I asked the bartender what hops my beer was made with, he replied that he hadn’t memorized his hop list for the day. Nevertheless the beer was excellent, especially the Split Shot Espresso Milk Stout. While I do love stouts, I usually don’t like milk stouts. Part of it is the thought of lactose in my beer…it just isn’t my thing. And part of it is that I can usually just taste the lactose sweetness to the expense of all else. Luckily, the espresso cut into the milky taste and left a beer that was creamy and dark, with a lovely coffee aroma and smooth finish. It was like the perfect cup of coffee, but with a 5.6% ABV. This beer was definitely on par with my favorite Michigan sweet stout, Saugatuck’s Neapolitan Stout. WP_20140704_001 WP_20140704_003 WP_20140704_004 WP_20140704_007 The Naked City Brewery has one of the best themes I’ve come across: old, noir movies. The names of the beers reflect this theme and the televisions were showing the Turner Classic Movie station! Again, we enjoyed our sampler and my standout surprised even me: the Brute Force IPA. Didn’t I just say that I’m not a huge hophead? This beer was just that good! They used Cascade and Simcoe hops to hop and dryhop the beer, but neither overpowered the biscuity, malty flavor. The citrus flavor from the hops was present up front, but it finished off to a nice, warm biscuit of 6% ABV goodness. In fact, if anyone had come back to serve us, we would have ordered more beers. I don’t drink a lot of IPAs so it was hard to think of one to compare it to, but I read some of my old blog entries and I would pair it with Griffin Claw’s Grind Line Pale Ale for a head-to-head comparison. WP_20140704_009 WP_20140704_010 Our last visit was a quick stop to the Fremont Brewery. Apparently, tens of thousands of people go to the Fremont neighborhood to watch fireworks on the Fourth of July—who knew? Many of them were at this brewpub, so it was hard to get a feel of the place and we definitely could not talk to the very overworked bartenders. We still managed to snag a sampler though, and my standout beer was Fremont Summer Ale. It was described as citrus in a glass and it was—light, crisp and at 5% ABV would be very easy to drink while doing yard work (if I did yard work). It was the perfect ending to a nice week away. For its citrus notes, I would compare it to Atwater’s Summertime Ale, although Atwater’s is more lemony while Fremont’s had more of a tangerine taste to it. The beers were solid, but service was hit or mess as referenced above. I did appreciate that Outlander clearly said it was 21+ only and the sign that Naked City had. Fremont, on the other hand, was very kid friendly and even had a section with toys. As most of my friends know, I believe that kids do not belong in bars (restaurants, like Pike, are fine) and the fact that saying this is controversial and leads to arguments will tell you just how pro-natalist of a society we are. I have had people unfriend me on social media for this view. That should concern anyone who believes that adults need adult time, just as kids need kid time. Cheers!

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Metzger’s Bier Dinner

So it’s been so long since I blogged that Word Press logged me out and I had to remember my password. But school is out and I am back at my usual beertitude and here we are!

Boyfriend Ken & I went to Metzger’s annual Bier Dinner this past Tuesday. I really love Metzger’s for many reasons–they have been around since the 1920s (I want to say 1924 but I’m not positive), third and fourth generation Metzgers work there, and they couldn’t have been nicer when I asked for pictures for my book (Downtown Ann Arbor, coming from Arcadia Publishers this fall!). My family is all dispersed and nobody had a business that carried on like this, so of course I imagine having a long-time family business to be some familial utopia. Which I’m sure it isn’t. But it does sound kind of nice. And speaking of nice (see what I did there? MASTERBLOGGER!), here is a look at each of the five courses:

Appetizer: Housemade sausage with bacon & caraway, pickled vegetables, choron sauce paired with Schneider Porter Weisse

The beer was a new one to me but holy lamb! Okay so first, remember how I mentioned the family business thing? (You should, since I just said it). Well, Schneider & Sohn started with Georg Schneider the First, who lived from 1817-1890. They are now on Georg the 7th. No shit. And even cooler, Mathilde Schneider ran the place with her husband died unexpectedly. The brewery literally LITERALLY saved wheat beer from extinction, which you can read about yourself on their website. It is true that wheat beer gives me a headache, but I wouldn’t want it to not exist.

The “porter” taste was > “wheat” taste, and I really enjoyed the beer. It had subtle chocolate notes in it and a smooth, creamy finish. It paired nicely with the sausage, which was also fantastic.

Soup: Cauliflower Puree with a drizzle of white truffle oil, paired with Reissdolf Kolsch

Kolsch had held a special place in my heart ever since we got my dad tipsy on some Kolsch down in Fort Myers. It really is a great gateway beer but, like gateway beers, can be done sloppily. Fortunately, this is true Kolsch, from the Koln region and so there were no worries about the beer not tasting perfect. It paired very nicely with the soup, which was amazing–and I don’t like cauliflower! At first, my tablemates and I thought that the Kolsch should go with the salad but I think we all changed our minds once we tasted the pairing.

Salad: Asparagus, roasted mushrooms, cured ham, shaved parm, greens, vinaigrette, paired with Weihenstephaner Kristal Weiss

The Weihenstephaner brewery is one that I would like to get to before I shed my mortal coil. It is the oldest, continuously operating brewery in the world. That is survived some world wars and God knows what else just blows my mind. And the beer is good, too! This was the unfiltered version of the Hefe, so they served it with lemon. At first, I eschewed the lemon (as I object to citrus in my beer), but Ron from Rave said it was okay and so I gave in. And he was right. Because he is Ron from Rave! This light, crisp and clear beer made a great pairing for the salad. The citrus complemented the sherry vinaigrette in a lovely way.

Entree: Fresh rainbow trout stuffed with tomatoes, onions, fennel and garlic, paired with Weihenstephaner Hefe.

Since I’m not a huge fan of the Hefe, I can’t say that I loved the beer. Boyfriend Ken did, though! He drank my share so it was all good. Let me say though that the fish was beyond description. Absolutely delicious. Phenomenal.

Dessert: Housemade vanilla ice cream in Schneider & Sohn’s Aventinus Eisbock

It’s our friend Schneider again! And this time, he brewed a very strong beer. It tasted of plums and clove, with a slight warming sensation as I drank it. The ice cream made it creamy and heavenly but I think I preferred it by itself because I really liked the plummy taste with the nice warm finish. I might have gotten thirds on the ice cream and then ate it by itself. I might also have gotten thirds on the beer and drank it by itself. I might also have gone home and fallen asleep on the couch at 9:30 at night.

We will definitely go to this again next year! I don’t know if this is how beer dinners are in Bavaria (where my family is from originally, by the way), but it worked perfectly for us. Prost!


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I’m Kind of an Idiot Sometimes (or, Kombucha is Really Good)

Some words freak me out. The ones off the topic of my head are smoothie, massage, yoga, methinks and yogurt. (If you see a lot of words with G, you are correct. I can only presume that in a past life I was walking down Sesame Street and was killed with a giant G, much as Mary Capwell was killed by a giant C in Santa Barbara). At some point in my life, I thought that kombucha was yogurt. I don’t know why but I thought it was. Then when I saw it in bottles, I just presumed that it was some sort of odd liquidy yogurt and so it freaked me out and I avoided it. Because the word yogurt (and the actual thing) freaks me out. And because I am an idiot.

BUT THEN I actually tried some and realized, oh hey, this isn’t bad. And this past Friday, we went with our friends to the Unity Vibration tasting room and YES, KOMBUCHA IS REALLY GOOD! And it’s not yogurt. Or massages. Or smoothies. And I’m getting freaked out just typing those words.

I had the Triple-Goddess Bourbon Peach beer. One of the things that I liked about it was that you had to drink it slowly. I’m not sure what it was about the beverage that forced me to do that but I had to sip instead of swallow and that made it even more enjoyable. The peach flavor was just the right amount and had a nice sweetness that was very pleasing. Ken had the Triple Goddess Raspberry which was a bit more tart and subtle…I could imagine that it would go nicely with this flourless chocolate cake that I make.

The tasting space was cool and it was fun to hang out there. My friend Angie chatted about local beer and brewing and I got to chat about “gateway” beers and how we got my dad tipsy on Kolsch beers down in Florida. Kombucha might make a nice “gateway” for our ERMEGHAD I ONLY DRINK WINE!!1!11! friends. I mean, with the fruit goodness and sipability and all.

If you get a chance, check it out! Meantime, methinks (shudder) I am going to avoid doing some yoga (ick) tonight!!!


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International Women’s Collaboration Brew Day: Unite Pale Ales Unites Women Brewers of the World

Women were always the brewers. Beer was a foodstuff and, like all foodstuffs, it was made by women. This changed as beer moved from the home into the commercial realm in the Middle Ages; it changed rapidly during the Industrial Revolution when breweries became big and employed men as their brewers.

But beer is an equal opportunity thing and is enjoyed (and brewed) by both genders these days. To celebrate that fact—and to celebrate International Women’s Day on March 8—female brewers all over the world got together to brew.

Here in Michigan, women brewed at Arbor Brewing Company (ABC) and at Short’s Brewing Company. I was lucky enough to get to visit the brewers at ABC and learn about how they got involved in this event.

Angie Williams, former Cellar Master and Assistant Brewer at the Corner Brewery, heard about the event from the Pink Boots Society. (Pink Boots is an organization “created to empower women beer professionals to advance their careers in the Beer Industry through education.”) When Angie realized that no one in the southeast Michigan area was participating, she decided to jump into it. (The women at Short’s Brewing Company were already involved).


Angie got in touch with Stacey Roth, brewer at Griffin Claw Brewing Company. Around the same time, the head brewer of ABC, Mike Moroney, approached Angie and Stacey to ask if they had heard about this event and if they would consider doing it at ABC. According to Stacey, not only did owners Rene and Matt Greff support the idea, they were extremely enthusiastic about it. Angie adds, “Given the long history Arbor has with female ownership and employing female brewers and women in other top management positions, it was a natural fit for this event.” The beer brewing was on!

The beer is called Unite Pale Ale and is a pale session beer made with a late addition of Cascade hops. While the basic recipe is the same world-wide, each brewery can put its own spin on the beer. The women at ABC used additional hops to increase the IBU somewhat; as well, a Belgian yeast was used. The estimated release date is sometime in mid-April.

Both Angie and Stacey agree that this event is extremely important for women. Events like this, Angie says, “help raise awareness of how many of us do this for a living across the globe…it shows (women) in a role other than as models for beer commercials.” Stacey says that it’s not only about showing women that they can be brewers but also “empowering women about what they can do in life” on a world-wide scale. (The global nature of this event cannot be understated. There will be women brewing in Japan, Australia, Canada, Israel, New Zealand and in the United States. Some of the proceeds from the sale of the beers will be donated to various charities, including the Pink Boots Society which has a special program to help brewers who are burn victims.)


Angie and Stacey are Poodies!

Both women have noticed a shift in the industry since they began brewing professionally. Stacey has been in the industry for about ten years and notes that in years past, the syrupy raspberry beers were the ones that were targeted to women; now, women are asking for double and triple IPAs and imperial stouts. The industry has realized that women are a market and we don’t want the “stereotypical pink swag bags and fruit beers.”

Additionally, women who enjoy craft beer but are not necessarily in the industry are organizing themselves into groups. Two such groups are the PussyCat Beer Guild in Grand Rapids and the Detroit Draft Divas in southeast Michigan. Angie joined the latter group several years ago and has enjoyed the camaraderie ever since. “It’s a wonderful, knowledgeable and supportive group of women at all levels of beer knowledge who either want to learn more about craft beer or just want to hang out with other women who love craft beer,” she says.


The Cute! It burns!!!

Collaboration and teaching have long been cornerstones of the brewing industry and this event is no different. Angie and Stacey worked with Mike Moroney who learned from former Arbor brewer Bill Gerds who learned from Bill Wamby (now at Rochester Mills). This tradition is carried on with events like International Women’s Collaboration Brew Day; it carries on every time a woman (or man) tries a craft beer for the first time and realizes that they have found what they may not have known they were looking for. This unites us all—women and men, Americans and Israelis, Japanese and Canadians—in the pursuit of good, craft beer. May that spirit never perish from this good earth.



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