Creamy, smooth, muted hints of coffee, and superb drinkability – this stout is Tractor Brewing‘s coup de grace (if you like stouts).
A smooth coffee-flavored, alcoholic beverage seems perfect for a Friday night as a lone guitarist provides some euphoric background tunes. I may have been a little harsh in my last review of Tractor, one cannot judge a brewery by on beer. It’s a good place to relax after a busy day at work serving fried food to fat Americans, a place where nostalgic millennials can go to lament about their lost hopes and forgotten dreams.
Happy holidays, you degenerate pig fuckers. Be safe out there.
Albuquerque gets a negative reputation from news media pessimistic attitudes and too few people overlook the city’s gems. From my own experience, the best neighborhood in the city is Nob Hill (surrounding the University of New Mexico) with a stretch of Central Avenue that caters to nightlife entertainment and chill brew hipsters. The Zinc Bar is just one of the many hangouts where you can order a beer, listen to some guitar strumming, and forget about life’s troubles for a while.
Claudio Tolousse also hosts a podcast called Art Talk Music in which he talks about “all thing music” with a variety of musical talents.
The Tractor Brewing Company is a mid-size taproom in the heart of Nob Hill, Albuquerque, down the street from the Nob Hill Business Center. The establishment contains a wide, U-shaped bar for plenty of hoppers to get in and immediately go for a drink. There is also a plethora of tables scattered around the periphery of the building that makes for cozy spaces to sit down with friends for an interesting night. I sat at the bar as I do.
One look inside the beer menu and my eyes are drawn to the Double Plow Milk Stout which I order with some enthusiasm. The bartender (or “beertender” as Tractor Brewing calls them) brings me a pint of the delicious dark brown elixir but, after the first sip, I feel underwhelmed. The taste is okay for a stout but slightly bitter for my own taste. It also is a dichotomy of flavors – through my nose, I detect a hint of chocolate flavor but, on my tongue, I only taste coffee. This particular beer may not be for me.
A look at the specialty beers on the wall menu reveals another milk stout called Milk Mustachio Stout. I may try that one next weekend.
I am willing to try Tractor Brewing again in the future but, at this current point in time, my favorite stout remains the Driftwood Oatmeal Stout from Bosque Brewing Company.
Albuquerque residents, what is your favorite local brewery?
As I walk through my city streets, I see a strange juxtaposition of modern progress. I see rising infrastructure along the skyline with empty windows and “for rent” signs. I see people in suits with high-tech phones stepping over the tattered and dirty homeless. I see cold and desperate people sleeping outside of night clubs filled with affluent and arrogant college students. I see middle-class workers with their heads in their phones hustling between multiple jobs while lower-class street-walkers beg for some charity. I see all these examples of the dichotomy in America’s current success story and I don’t know what to do about it. I don’t have any answers for the poor and the down-trodden besides all the cliches that have already been preached publicly hundreds of times over.
What happened to our sense of community across America?
I went to a polling place today to vote in a local election and I was confused when I realized that my new address was not updated in the City of Albuquerque’s list of registered voters. Earlier this year, I relocated from Albuquerque’s District 1 (West ABQ) to District 6 (Nob Hill) and immediately re-registered to vote (as I usually do). Perhaps municipalities should update their voter registration records more frequently, but what do I know?
I still voted this morning, I just had to vote for my former neighborhood rather than my current neighborhood; not a big deal in the macro.
(If I’m missing something, let me know in the comments section below. Don’t forget to tell me how big of an idiot I am.)
Albuquerque isn’t a bad place to be (for New Mexico). It’s an urban oasis for city slickers trapped among the eastward migrations from the over-priced west coast, but the city is still a couple decades removed from the millennial generation. I’ve been living in Albuquerque for more than a year now and I still feel like Paul Kemp on his first day in San Juan, Puerto Rico, trying to make sense of a city plagued with vice and optimism while being flooded with hopeless venture capitalists. Two soul-sucking jobs in food service are paying my way through my latter 20’s while I try and force the words in my head into a coherent collection on paper with an intent for monetization. All the while, temptations of the mind are all around me, luring me through their doors with carefully crafted messages promising to take away from the daily despair to a heavenly euphoria. Tension seems to be the only thing driving me to get up in the morning, “the tension between a restless idealism and a sense of impending doom (Hunter S. Thompson, the Rum Diary, 1998).”
As long as I put aside the cash for next month’s rent, I’ll survive this city just long enough to get the hell out.
Living in New Mexico is like living in a trailer park that’s been granted statehood. Our infrastructure is barely up to twentieth century standards, our politicians are unprofessional (technically), and most people don’t know how to drive.
New Mexico does have potential for growth if only the public would ditch this lingering old West, Libertarian mindset. “Live free or die,” as they say – oh, wait, wrong state! New Mexico’s motto is a question: “red or green?” That’s also a good way to figure out if someone was born/raised in New Mexico, just ask the person if they like smothering their food in chili peppers to the point where you can’t even taste the main part of the dish. Mexican-style food is delicious when it’s not smothered with one thing like chili peppers or cheese but I’ve digresed.
Perhaps I’m fixating on some things that don’t matter. Perhaps I’m judging New Mexico a little too harshly. New Mexican communities are heavily family-oriented which make for very cohesive communities, albeit communities that are not very well coordinated as one over-arching community throughout the entire state. We’re more like a lot of isolated communties amidst an incredibly wide expanse of geography. Maybe if we had some decent public transportation that was more widespread to more population centers, we could be operating as a more cohesive statewide community.
One area where New Mexico looks very promising is the film industry and we can hope that the state takes further advantage of of this. With the new studio that Netflix is opening in Albuquerque, perhaps we can become the next Los Angeles in a few decades as an entertainment epicenter.