Sigh. There are some things that just can’t be helped, and I’m afraid the beers at Boulder Dam are among them.
I will admit, I don’t like Las Vegas that much-it strikes me as foolishly excessive, ugly, and lacking the element of fun that it so madly insists it is selling to people. I have family down there, though, so I go visit. Now fortunately for me, my Dad also likes good beer so he tries to keep his ears perked for any brewpubs. And since Boulder City is only about 20 minutes outside of Vegas, it was easy enough for him to hear of this brewpub–and so it was on my visit last weekend, we took off for the wares of the Boulder Dam Brewpub.
It’s in the 80’s at least, so it’s the perfect time of day for a beer. Dad and I stroll in to have sampler trays of 6 Boulder Dam beers. The first thing that struck me was this; every single beer was disturbingly cloudy. Even the stout when I held it up to the light, seemed to have a haze to it that didn’t belong. I am not sure if it’s the water in that area causing this haze, or some kind of defect to the brewing system itself, but all the beers had this quality. So just as the tray is being set down in front of me, I’m troubled.
I suppose that the two caveats to this post then should be first: all the beers had a haze to them that in some cases (pils, red, stout) definitely shouldn’t be there, but since the haze was present throughout, I won’t mention it in my descriptions. I’m not sure how water in Nevada might impact the clarity of the beers, but it’s the kind of thing that a brewpub certainly needs to know and compensate for. Second: I only had samples of each beer. There are some beers that just need a pint to get a feel for, and so a touch of salt should probably be taken with these descriptions.
Powder Monkey Pilsner; this had a slightly lemony aftertaste, and like most pilsners, no real nose on it. It also had a mouth feel that was just way too dense for what anyone should expect from a pilsner. Finally there was a bitterness-a kind of dirty aftertaste as well that just didn’t sit well with me.
Hell’s Hole Hefe; this was served with a huge slice of orange, and when brewers’ use fruit to overcome the sourness of their beer, I think something is seriously wrong. At this point, I’m starting to wonder if the yeast strain they used in the Pilsner is the same as the one here; there’s a similar mouthfeel, but none of the more belgian elements (clove, banana) that you’d expect from a belgain beer. There were citrus notes through the entire beer, though, as a positive. From the hops or the orange slice though, I couldn’t tell you.
Raspberry Vice; this had a nice raspberry nose, but that’s where it ended. This fell into the pit of many fruit beers; the fruit is not actually complimenting the beer, it’s either overwhelming or barely present at all. This weiss beer ended up tasting like sickly raspberry candy instead, and both my Dad and I were especially critical of it.
Hop Crisis; This felt a bit more like a traditional IPA instead of the super-hoppy ones made in the Pacific NW. It had an effervescence that cut through the bitterness and had a slightly malty finish, but again there was a dirty aftertaste on this beer that I couldn’t get past.
Ragtown Red; this was the first beer that actually tasted interesting. Because they used black malts the beer had a darker, shade to it, almost a ‘core’ of darkness, surrounded by a lighter dirty golden fluid. This malt gave the beer a chocolate, malty chewiness that I found interesting, and I would’ve liked to have drank more of this beer to get a better feel for it. There was a hint of clove in the nose, and this was the first indication I had that a different yeast strain may have been used in this beer versus the others.
Black Canyon Stout; this felt more like a porter in the mouth, but the line between porters and stouts have been blurry for awhile. The roasted malt flavors hung out in my mouth, but they weren’t unpleasantly sweet, so I wasn’t unhappy about that.
Of the beers I had, I’d try the Ragtown to get a better handle on it, and recommend the Black Canyon…but with serious reservations. My Dad liked the Stout and the Pilsner, but after that had reservations or flat out disliked the rest of the beers.