Belfast Beer Club

Recently I spent an evening at The Belfast Beer Club, above the Hudson bar on Gresham street on a cold November evening. My first impression* upon climbing the narrow stairs and entering the room was “wow…that’s a LOT of people.” A LOT of people united by a passion for one of the worlds oldest beverages. Beer has been around for thousands of years longer than democracy (and yet our democracy has a penchant for demonising beer…how ironic,) archeologists in fact found carved into rock, a prayer to the Sumerian Goddess of Beer (Ninkasi); except this prayer is much more than pious rhetoric, it is also a recipe for homebrew from approximately 6000years ago! Back to the Beer Club. After the 60 or 70 beer-hards has finally assembled (standing room only), the leader of this cult of beer, Matthew Dick, rose atop his chair and declared to all within, tonight we sup on Trappist Beers! I was lucky enough to have had a bottle of La Trappe Quadruppel brought by a colleague back from a recent trip to amsterdam; novice, yes; newbie, no. Not that this had any bearing on the evenings imbibing, whether you were a beer aficionado or a first timer, the format of the evening was relaxed and informative enough to get you standing on your own 2 feet. Trappist beers, as a brief introduction, are brewed entirely by members of the Trappist Order of Monks and entirely within Trappist monestarys, in order to be financially self sustaining…and to provide punters like myself with a superb libation. There are 9 that I am aware of, and after...