I bet Bavik Belgian Premium Lager would be awesome after a sporting endeavor, rather than after sitting in my studio, painting. Actually, it was refreshing nonetheless. When I cracked open this Belgian can of beer, memories from bicycling across Europe sprung into my head. I started to appreciate pilsner beers during that trip. I had always liked them, but often passed them by for IPAs or bigger, more flavorful brews like porter and stout, or anything imperial. Although Budweiser and Miller market their American concoctions as pilsner, they aren’t anywhere close in flavor to a true pils. I learned to love that smell of the aroma hops that Americans forget to put in their yellow fizzy counterparts. Bavik’s version was fresh, aromatic, and thin. A perfect hydrating beer. I drank this beer before I could legally drink in America. I was 20 years old and living in Athens, Greece. I bought a sixer of Bavik mostly because it was half the price of Heineken. I didn’t even know the name of it back then, I just asked for Bira! This one hit the spot.
Living in Greece in my early adulthood, then bicycling across the European continent just a few years ago, hydrating on pilsner the whole way, really opened my mind to the Euro yellow beer flavor that really doesn’t exist anywhere else in the world. Although craft American pilsners are also very good, they are decidedly different. To brew a Euro pilsner you really aught to be in Europe, buy European hops and grain and use European water. When I arrived in New York City after that European odyssey, I immediately drank an American IPA, but somehow immediately missed the European beer flavor.
To memories lagering in the depths of my mind! Finding a good pilsner in Alaska is a true treasure, but in Europe finding anything else might lead to an adventure! To differences across the world! Sit back and enjoy a brew thinking about life, time, and what the next flavor should be!