Tuesday, October 17, 2017

A REAL SURPRISE



I can’t believe the huge number of micro brewery’s that have developed over the past decade or so. In the fifties we only had two breweries in the whole state, Cremo and Hull’s.  Cremo in New Britain and Hulls, I believe in New Haven. I have a bit of a soft spot for both of them. I delivered a great deal of Cremo when helping out at my uncle’s Beaver Package store. If you had to make a pickup at the Cremo loading dock you saw something that you would never see in today’s world. You had the opportunity to draw yourself a free glass of beer right on the outside loading dock. Cremo waa a popular beer and even became popular in New York when they came out with their Diplomat brand in a clear glass bottle.
I don’t remember too much about Hull’s, but In Scottie’s Restaurant, our family bar, I pulled the handle and drew many glasses of Hull’s which was the bar’s signature draft beer.  My dad was so loyal to the local Hulls beer that even though the taps showed many different beers, all the lines were attached to kegs of Hulls in the cellar. Not legal but that was a long time ago.
Now back to today.  I was very excited to read an article about Cremo in the New Britain Herald and thought I would reproduce it in part in case you haven’t had the opportunity to read it:
Raise a glass to the rebirth of Cremo Beer
NEW BRITAIN - Prepare to travel back in time Saturday at Alvarium Beer Co. with the revival of Cremo Beer, the iconic local brew of the 1940s and 1950s. Alvarium has teamed up with Avery’s Beverages to bring back the beer, known throughout the state and the Northeast in its day as “Connecticut’s Best.” Avery’s Beverages obtained the trademark for Cremo a few years ago. “When the guys from Alvarium came along; I knew they would be the perfect partners to make Cremo a reality,” said Rob Metz of Avery’s.  “Alvarium ended up locating their facility a couple blocks from where the old Cremo factory was, and was further proof that the rebirth was meant to be.”

“(Cremo) was an important part of New Britain’s history,” said Chris DeGasero, head brewer and co-owner at Alvarium. “Everyone we talked to always remembered back when it was open. ... We wanted to bring that back in a big way.”
It all started in 1905, when a New Britain Lithuanian, John Skirtusky, and a group of investors reopened the failed Zunner Health Beer Co. - founded on Belden Street in 1903 - as the Cremo Brewing Co. Unlike its predecessor, Cremo thrived until the arrival of Prohibition in 1920. The brewery was able to stay open by making a low-alcohol “near beer,” but in 1922 federal agents charged the company with violating 13 provisions of the national Prohibition and Revenue Act, according to Karen Hudkins, director of the New Britain Industrial Museum. Hudkins added that, in that same year, hundreds of barrels of beer with 5 and 6 percent alcohol content from Cremo were emptied into the sewers.
“The plan was to sell the apparatus and lock the doors because … it is a losing proposition to run a brewery in Prohibition land,” Hudkins said.

Once Prohibition was repealed in 1933, Cremo opened its doors again with a new brewmaster. The reopening brought over 5,000 people out to the brewery to celebrate. The next 15 years marked the most successful period of Cremo’s history. The plant was upgraded and a bottling line was added, followed by a canning line in 1938. Cremo’s beer was distributed under a variety of brands, with production of over 50,000 barrels per year.
By the late 1940s, labor strife and increased pressure on the operation from rising material and labor costs began to affect the business. The quality suffered and competition increased, forcing the closing of the brewery in 1955. “We are extremely excited that the famous Cremo Beer, which was a mainstay for generations of New Britain residents, can be enjoyed once again. Cremo conjures up a time period in our city when industry was in its golden era,” said Mayor Erin Stewart. “It’s wonderful to see a long established business in our community - Avery’s Beverages - team up with Alvarium to revive Cremo and introduce it to a whole new generation of beer drinkers.”

For those who were around during the days of Cremo, Saturday’s relaunched beverage won’t taste exactly how you might have remembered it. DeGasero, who was tasked with re-creating the Cremo brew, said rather than searching for one of the many original recipes, he wanted to do things differently. “We found it more fun and challenging to reimagine Cremo as a single beer; using ingredients that were commonplace at that point in time while marrying it to modern brewing practices,” DeGasero said.

For more information, contact Rob Metz at 860-224-0830, info@averysoda.com or Brian Bugnacki at 860-357-2039, info@alvariumbeer.com

I can’t wait to try a glass or two….why not join me.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

I"M BACK!!!

I was flabbergasted when I checked my Blog Site and saw how long it's been since I made an entry to it.  Boy, how or why does time go by so quickly?  It never flew by this fast when I was young.  So many people have been asking me why I'm not blogging anymore, well not many, but at least a couple, I've decided to give it another shot.  It shouldn't be that difficult a task since I'm retired, bored, old and not physically able to do things I'd like to do.  Even if I'm able to do some of them, Marge won't let me because she feels it's too dangerous for me.  All because I did a little tumble off a ladder changing a light bulb. Now I've got one burned out in the kitchen and have to learn to cook in the dark or call some sort of "Light Brigade" to come out and do a five minute job. Oh well, have to go with the flow, what ever the hell that is or where it will take me.

 Back to the Blog.  During this past year of no Blog, I saw many damn things going on that were ripe for a good "bitchy blog".  Actually they're still happening on a daily basis and I'll have trouble keeping up with the.  Daily reports on Rocket Man, fake press, democrat's deep love of our President, wackos with automatic rifles, terrorist attacks and the list goes on and on. I'll try to pick one a week and stick my two cents in.  Right now though I'm dying for a coffee and a couple of over medium eggs and home fries.  OOOOH another good topic, restaurants. I'm off to satisfy the urge and see if I could stir something up.

Rhino

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Does this happen to you?


You’re discussing a TV show with your wife and she asks, “What was the name of the guy who played the detective?”  You are now in big trouble because you remember his face, the part he played but damned if you could remember his name.  You know that at some time in the future it will come to you, but when?  Might be five minutes, five hours, tomorrow or a few weeks from now.  To shorten the time you start straining to remember, then you play the alphabet game starting with A to see if by magic his name pops into your mind. A similar problem occurs when during a conversation you are trying to use a word that just will not come to mind.   How many of you have gone through that?  I know I have.  I can remember occasions where, as a result of one of my wonderful wife’s questions, spent a great deal of time coming up with the name she asked about.  You finally stop the mental search (giving up that is) and put it out of your mind, then days later the name pops into your mind.  Why?  Has your hard drive been silently searching and searching to come up with that answer.  Don’t know, but it always makes me marvel at what a strange and fabulous thing the human brain is.

Sorry, I’m straying from the reason I started this blog.  Did you know that there is a name for these strange lapses of memory?  It’s called Lethologica and is a psychological disorder wherein an individual temporarily forgets things like key words, phrases, or names in conversation.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Things to ponder



Those of you who spend time on Facebook might be aware of a site called “Remembering New Britain” were people make entries concerning their memories and experiences about things New Britain.  Many people have expressed fond memories of the Capitol Lunch famous hotdogs.  In fact people have begun to use the restaurant as a meeting place to discuss old and new times in the Hardware City.  Although I personally am not that fond of the sauce they use on their dogs, many others seem to be finatics about it.  In fact a few days ago someone living in Texas posted a recipe on Facebook for the hotdog sauce used by Capitol. I can only assume it is correct so I’m passing it along here.  If you want to get real authentic please remember the dogs have to be Martin Rosol’s.
                  CAPITOL LUNCH CHILI

2 lbs.   80/20% ground beef
1 medium onion chopped
5 tbs. Worcestershire sauce
5 tbs. A-1 steak sauce
1-1/2 tbs. chili powder
1-1/2 tbs. cumin powder
1 tbs. ketchup
1/4 tsp pepper
1-1/4 tsp salt
1 tbs. yellow mustard
1-1/8 tsp. ground cloves
1/2 tbs. chopped garlic
In a large skillet mix the meat with 1 cup of water and Worcestershire sauce and brown for about 15 minutes.  Place in a blender and mix as fine as you like.  Put the browned mix in a sauce pan and add the other ingredients and simmer for 2 hours.  You might need to add water if it gets too thick. Note the absence of beans or tomato sauce….Enjoy!


In a previous Blog entry I mentioned that we had received one of those daily calendars that featured a quote a day referring to forgetfulness.  I’ve included a few here that I thought you would enjoy.


“Quit the world, and the world forgets you”
 BRITISH PRIME MINISTER – BENJAMIN DISHRAELI

“Most of us forgive and forget; we just don’t want the other person to forget we forgave.”
 APHORIST IVERN BALL

“I prefer to forget both pairs of glasses and pass my declining years saluting strange
 women and grandfather clocks.”
  POET OGDEN NASH

“Your marriage is in trouble if your wife says. ‘You’re only interested in one thing,’ and
 you can’t remember what it is.”
 COMEDIAN MILTON BERLE

“Tom”
 TOM NISSALKE, the absentminded ABA and NBA basketball coach when asked how to pronounce his   
 name.

“People tend to forget their duties but remember their rights.”
 INDIAN PRIME MINISTER INDIRA GANDHI

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

My Exercise Program

Just returned from my daily exercise program.  Have to keep this splendid body of mine in good shape.  This program is something I developed myself after having tried several other popular ones.  Mine has the advantage of not costing anything and does not inflict sweating or pain to your body.  It generally takes me about 30 minutes to an hour to complete.  The program does not interfere with opportunities to socialize with friends if you wish and you're even able complete an annoying (to some people) household task at the same time.  What is this marvelous program and what's the task you ask?  It's my almost daily trip to the local Price Chopper to travel the long isles strengthening my muscles and getting the shopping done.  After completing my list and investigating any bargains, it's off to home I go to rest up those now tired muscles.  My muscles now rippling after the workout, I call upon Marge to come out and give me a hand.  What happens next destroys any prospect of having a nice day.  The bottom of one of the bags Marge is carrying bursts open and my garage floor is now covered with Bread and Butter pickles and Kalamata olives.  Those cheap bastards!  Couldn't they buy a better bag or double bag the heavy stuff?  There was of course a bright side, I have to go back to get them replaced giving me a chance for another exposure to my exercise program.

Be still my heart, I don't know if I could handle any more excitement.  Down to the office in the cellar where I'm able to rest and get some finger exercise writing these Blogs.  There is a reason these Blog entries have been so infrequent.  I sit at the computer and what comes to mind at once is some stupid thing to say about my advancing age.  I just can't put the words down, I feel so lousy about my obsession about age. Thank heaven I came up with something to get away from those thoughts.  Recently I was given a present from our very good friends.  In keeping with the age thing they gave me one of those desk calendars that have 365 pages with some story or quote for every day.  This particular calendar was all about forgetfulness, a subject we are getting more and more familiar with.  Anyway, long story short, the blurb for Sunday, January 17th was a quote by Norman Vincent Peale, Minister and Author.  He is quote was a follows:
                      "Live your life and forget your age"
I thought that was profound and decided that would give it a try

Friday, January 15, 2016

Boy's Night Out

A couple of years ago I made a very difficult decision.....stopped playing golf.   I'm really surprised that I was able to do this since I loved the game and really enjoyed the company of my playing partners. What made be quit?  In plain English my game began to suck and I was no longer having fun playing. I felt like I was a drag on my playing partner, but most of all my ego got in the way and remembering that a few years prior I actually had a decent game.  My Myrtle Beach playing partner took my place and the foursome was again complete.  Saturday mornings, our day to play, was not the same for me and it took quite awhile to get used to.  For a while I would join the group for the usual before golf breakfast and occasionally joined them for beers after their round finished.  These eventually went away and contact with the foursome became  extremely sporadic.

Fortunately spending some time with my friends and my son, who was a member of the foursome, did not totally go away.  On occasion we've gotten together for a few "Boy's Night Outs". The other night was one of them and proved interesting since we met at a new location, a bar of course, Johnny B's in Waterbury.  Typical small local bar with pool tables, a dozen flat screens, bar maids, and a real variety of customers....need I say more?  Big surprise came with the comprehensive menu supported by a chef/cook who I could tell was trying to do the menu justice.  Did not always succeed, but I gave him an "A" for effort.  Beer was, as usual cold and tasty (you never go wrong with Yuengling).
Our group has been together now for over thirty years, and believe it or not, we still like each other.  It was fun to spend the evening remembering so many of the experiences that over thirty years create.

The only thing that spoiled the evening was the look my wife gave me when I entered the house after our get together.  She looked at me, looked at the clock, and made some remark that made me realize how old I am getting. My son and I drove to Waterbury around 6:00 o'clock, ate dinner, drank a goodly share of beer, and walked in the house before the clock even struck nine.  Wow, even the girls stay out longer than that. What added to the feeling of advancing age,was remembering some of the conversations we had while drinking our beers.......we were discussing all the brown liver spots on our aging bodies.