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Sunday, January 11, 2015

The Cheese Stands Alone--Monte McIntyre


“The farmer in the dell.  The farmer in the dell.  Heigh-ho, the derry-o, the farmer in the dell!”  This children’s nursery rhyme and game tells of a long series of events, with the farmer taking a wife, the wife taking a child, the child taking a...well, everyone knows this popular chorus.  However, at the end, the cheese is standing alone.  This may be a bit of a stretch, but it really is what came to mind when I visited with twenty-five year cheese making veteran Monte McIntyre, who now lives in the Black Hills after retiring from his years of making sure cheese could stand on its own.

            Born and raised on a dairy and cattle ranch south of Gregory, South Dakota, it wasn’t necessarily a stretch that Monte was a professional cheese maker for twenty-five years.  However, the road Monte took to get to this profession was a lengthy one.  After high school graduation and attending the University of South Dakota for one year, Monte did not know what he wanted to do as a career, but he did know what he wanted to do as a hobby…and that was travel!  He went to Colorado but landed in Mexico for a period of time doing “mission work” (which is what I am sure he told his Catholic mother), but in all actuality, he had a lot of fun “bumming” around the beautiful, tropical country. 

Still unsure of a career path, Monte enlisted in the Army, which offered him many more opportunities for travel.  In the late 1960s, he ended up in Europe on an “extended vacation” and traveled through France, Spain, and Portugal, enjoying the excellent food, cheese, wine, and beer.  After the Army, Monte again enrolled in USD, this time choosing history teaching as his major.  After a teaching assistantship at the university, he decided that vocation wasn’t for him either.  He ended up with a business degree, working first for an electronics company, then in ag-related business.  The agriculture crash of 1983 devastated most of his rancher clients, and Monte’s business crashed at the same time. 

He was then divorced from his first wife and looking at starting over from scratch.  Yet there was something that had always in his life—the love of agriculture, food, wine, and cheese.  Monte met Beth (his current wife of nearly thirty years), who was the program director for the South Dakota Dairy Council.  Through her, Monte saw numerous “kids” in agricultural-based educational programs getting jobs left and right.  Monte decided his stint in construction (the job he was working at the time) was over and enrolled in South Dakota State University, graduating in 1990 with a degree in diary manufacturing—finally finding an occupation that blended all of his interests. 

Monte took his first job at Maytag Dairy Farms in Newton, Iowa, making Maytag Blue Cheese.  He enjoyed this job, but left after a decade to take on a new challenge: being the cheesemaker for a brand new company just getting started.  Monte—with Beth, of course—arrived in California on July 4, 2000, to begin making cheese at Point Reyes Farmstead Cheese Company.  The first vat of cheese Monte made at Point Reyes was in August but was not quite ready for consumers.  In December of 2000, Point Reyes chees hit shelves, first at farmer’s markets in San Francisco, where the high-quality cheese sold out in less than two hours. 

A wonderful cheese plate, including some blue cheese.


In northern California, where artisan products were a way of life, cheese makers like Monte were almost treated like celebrities.  He would try to keep his job a secret when he and Beth went out to dine because if he was found out, restaurants would comp their entire meal!  This was an environment in which “people were interested where food came from,” and Point Reyes' cheeses did very well.  The cows milked for the cheese were right on the same farm where the cheese was produced.  Consumers loved this; it was part of the lifestyle where fresh oysters, artisan baked goods, and boutique wines were around every corner.  Though the days of a cheese maker were filled with long hours and hard work—often starting at 2:30 a.m. with actual cheese making, then a break for lunch before going back to the “office” to fill orders all afternoon—Monte and Beth loved the lifestyle and environment in which they lived.

However, as the cheesemaker at large companies, Monte’s housing was always provided.  When he and Beth moved to California, they never purchased and invested in a house of their own, so once it came time to think about retirement, they had no house to sell to reinvest wherever they were going to live out their golden years.  Then, in 2008, like so many others, the McIntyres’ 401ks took a hit and looked more like “101ks”--as Monte said--so returning to the Black Hills where he and Beth had already purchased a house for future retirement living was not yet an option.  Instead, after ten years at Point Reyes, he became the cheese maker at Swiss Valley Farms in Wisconsin.  The large operation made excellent cheese, some that can even be found in shops in the Black Hills.  Finally, after almost five years there, it was time to officially retire.  Monte and Beth (also a South Dakota native) arrived in Hill City the week after Atlas, the crazy blizzard of October 2013, dumped several feet of snow on their home. 

Retirement has been more of an adjustment than the weather, as Monte originally had thought to open up a commercial cheese production facility here in the Hills.  However, there is no dairy farm close enough to produce the amount of milk necessary for a large-scale business; also, the upfront capital needed to build a cheese factory was not in Monte’s retirement plans.  He does still make small amounts of cheese for his personal use…and some to give to family and friends.  (I can tell you from experience that Monte’s house-made blue is some of the best I have ever tried.  I was lucky enough to receive a chunk on two separate—very lucky—occasions.)  Beth also has gotten in on the at-home cheese making.  She often makes mozzarella, ricotta, and fromage blanc; she and Monte even taught a cheese making class at Someone’s in the Kitchen, Beth’s current employer. 
Chef Beth's quiche--with caramelized onion, bacon, and cheese (of course!).

A light lunch prepared by Beth, with cheese and a fresh baguette as a large part of the meal.
Testified by the fact that Monte still makes it, blue cheese has always been his favorite cheese to produce.  He also considers white cheddar and goat cheeses some of his preferred cheeses to make.  However, he loves to eat all sorts of cheeses.  He loves Affinois, a Brie from France; Vella dry jack and mezzo secco, from a Sonoma cheesemaker he personally knew; and Bellwether cheeses, made from sheep’s milk.  A true blue cheese connoisseur, he only likes blue cold, not warm or cooked in other recipes.   Beth, on the other hand, also loves blue cheese, but in any form!  She makes a wonderful blue cheese and honey crostini that used to sell out at her Maytag (appliances) cooking demonstrations.  Beth, the chef of the family, uses many different cheeses in a multitude of ways—in salads, soups, Italian-style pastas, homemade mac and cheeses, and (of course) grilled cheese sandwiches.  Still, both Beth and Monte love to let the cheese stand alone, with a great glass of wine, usually from their favorite producer—Mettler Family Vineyards (a winery in Lodi, California with a family connection to Beth’s ancestors).  In addition to Mettler wines, they both enjoy (mostly reds) from Kenwood, Coppola, Louis Martini, Brown Estate, and J Lohr (fellow South Dakota native), among many others they were able to experience while living in California.   
A small glass of Mettler Petit Sirah.

Monte and a block of his house-made blue--a wonderful cheese!
            Even in retirement, cheese has a major role in daily life for cheese maker Monte McIntyre and his wife Beth.  The road to cheese making was a long one, but this long road led to a lengthy career in a field which Monte found somewhat later in life.  He may have been born as the son of the farmer in the dell in Gregory, South Dakota, but retiring to the Black Hills after twenty-five years in cheese production is a very unique way to wrap up a lifetime of occupations related to agriculture.  Yes, for Monte McIntyre, the cheese truly does stand alone. 





How to Make Cheese…For Amateurs

I had Monte explain the basic process of how to make blue cheese.  I would say this was how to make cheese for dummies, but since I was the one asking…well, you know.  Anyway, Monte said that making cheese is all about ph and time, depending on the cheese and the cheese maker.  Here are the basic steps.

1.       Purchase all cultures, molds, milks, etc. before beginning. There are businesses that specialize in the selling of all things cheese making.

2.      Add starter cultures to milk. 

3.      Heat milk to a medium heat—around 95 degrees.

4.      According to those magical factors of ph and time, add blue cheese mold.

5.      According to ph levels, add coagulant. 

6.      Cut into various size cubes.

7.      Set for a certain amount of time, then stir.

8.      As curd firms, check ph.

9.      Draw out whey.

10.  Put in forms, usually of four to six pounds; cheese now in chunks.

11.  Turn the chunks for up to three days.

12.  Salt for three days.

13.  Pierce holes in the cheese to aerate so mold will grow.

14.  After mold develops, seal cheese in bags or wax.

15.  Put in long term storage, anywhere from three to eight months.

16.  Cut, serve, and enjoy!

*It is important to note that all of this is done by hand (by most artisan cheese makers, anyway), so it is a very labor-intensive process. 

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Tradition!

This is my entry for the wonderful monthly wine writing challenge to which many self-abusing wine bloggers and writers subject themselves.  I have joined the fun on several times but had taken a bit of a hiatus.  Well...I'm back!  Click here for more information:  #mwwc14.

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I grew up in a very small, tight-knit family.  And when I say small, I mean small.  My dad had one sister; my mom had one brother.  In grand total, I had four first cousins, only three that I actually knew.  This family also lived very close together.  So close, I actually lived about thirty seconds walk from my grandma’s house on our family ranch. 

This time of the year, I often smile to think of what a wonderful childhood I had with this close family.  Though we had specific holiday customs, my family also had traditions all year around.  Sunday dinners at my grandma’s house.  Christmas Eve opening of presents.  Fires in the fireplace.  Hunting and cutting live Christmas trees.  Games after holiday dinners.  Hide and seek with the cousins.  The list goes on and on. 

One item missing from this list of traditions is noticeably wine.  My family was not a family of wine drinkers.  They really were not a family of drinkers at all.  Except for the “pork chop in a can” my dad would drink when he opened up his cheap beer, alcohol wasn’t a part of my family rituals.  Food, on the other hand, food was.  Not only was food there at all of the above instances, but food was usually the center of and focus for these occasions. 

My grandma was a fabulous cook, especially of homemade, traditional fare:  all items made from scratch, many items from recipes passed to her from her mother or grandmother, most items eventually committed to her memory not even requiring her to look at an actual list of ingredients as she cooked.  This was a very special trait about her, a trait she also passed on to my dad. 

Now that I have lost both of my parents and this food-loving grandma is in a nursing home with dementia, I have spent the past several years attempting to recreate or find recipes as close to those original ones as possible.  My grandma’s oyster stew and her egg noodles are dishes that I have either found a recipe close enough to pass as hers or have adapted what I know she used and got the taste as close to hers as possible.  The beef stew and dressing I still don’t have a written recipe for—they are both a dash of this and a pinch of that, even with me cooking.  I plan on writing these down before my memory begins to fade, so my kids will have something when they cook.  I indeed count myself lucky that the bread dough recipe for rolls I have just as Grandma used it, written down in the exact amounts of ingredients needed.  Of course, now that I am the head of a wine-loving family, each of these special, traditional foods has a wine custom linked to it.  

My well-used recipe and cook books of traditional recipes.
 

Homemade Bread

Scald 1 cup milk with 2 tbsp. butter; let cool to luke warm.
Stir 2 packages dry yeast into ½ cup warm water until dissolved.
Mix 1 egg, 6 tbsp. sugar, and 1 tsp. salt well.
When milk is cooled to lukewarm, mix the above ingredients together in a large bowl; add ½ c. cold water.
Add 4 cups sifted flour, two cups at a time. Using 1 cup additional flour, knead the dough into it on a flat surface.
Place dough in a greased or oiled bowl and let rise until double in size, about an hour.
Knead. Shape into loaves or rolls. Place in a greased pan. Let rise until double in size again.
Bake at 350 degrees for thirty minutes, until golden brown.

 These rolls are served at every Thanksgiving with turkey and dressing. I serve a dry Riesling and a bright Pinot Noir with the turkey dinner.
A wonderfully dry Riesling and bright California Pinot Noir, perfect with turkey dinner.


Egg Noodles

 2 cups flour
½ tsp. salt
2 beaten eggs
1/3 cup water
1 tsp. olive oil
In a large mixing bowl, mix flour and salt. Make a well in the center.
In a separate bowl, mix the eggs, water, and oil.
Add egg mixture into the well and mix until combined.
Sprinkle kneading surface with extra flour and knead dough until elastic—8-10 times total.
Let dough rest for ten minutes.
Divide dough into fourths.
On a lightly floured surface, roll each fourth to about 1/16 inch thick.
Roll each quarter up, slice about 1/8 inch wide, and separate noodles.
Let noodles dry for up to four hours.  

Add to chicken stock for chicken and noodles.


Oyster Stew

2 cups whole milk
2 cups light cream
2 dozen oysters
2 tbsp. butter
Dash of Worcestershire sauce
Salt and pepper to taste
Celery salt to taste
Heat milk and cream together in kettle; do not boil.
Drain oysters; reserve all juice.
Place oysters in a sauce pan; add 2 tbsp. oyster liquor, butter, and Worcestershire.
Heat oysters until plump and edges begin to curl.
Bring remaining reserved oyster liquor to a boil; stir into cream mixture.
Add oysters; season with salt, pepper, and celery salt.
Serve immediately.

 The chicken noodles and oyster stew are our traditional Christmas Eve meal; I serve a Chardonnay with both, either buttery California style or more acidic Burgundy style. I will often mull a sweeter wine for the kids and non-wine drinkers.


A buttery Napa Chardonnay pairs well with both chicken noodles and oyster stew.

As the holidays wind down, I put away my cookbooks and clean my kitchen, yet again, after incorporating these traditional family recipes from my childhood into my adult celebrations.  I don’t use the term blessed lightly, but I truly do feel blessed when I think back on my close family.  My grandma was an excellent cook, and I like to think that I have gotten a little bit of this from her.  No, I hope I got a lot bit of that from her.  Though my family’s traditions today are quite different from when I was young, I hope my children look back on these years when they are adults and have the same fond feelings I do.  Yes, food will definitely be a part of their memories; however, I am guessing wine will also be a major part of their recollections as well!   

Monday, December 29, 2014

Sideways Revisited


How many of you are like me? When someone mentions the year 2004, you think it really wasn’t that long ago.  It is in the 2000s, so it can’t be that long. 

Wait? What?!  Ten years?  It has been an entire DECADE since 2004 and the movie Sideways hit theaters and televisions (and Merlot’s bottom line).  It doesn’t seem possible.  And yet, it doesn’t seem like that far away.  Ten years…that isn’t that long, right?  I watched Sideways again this past week, just to gauge how long a decade really is in wine years.

When I watched Sideways for the first time, I was just at the beginning of my wine journey.  I was drinking wine exclusively, and had been for some time, mostly because I never could stomach beer or hard liquor (except a great margarita on the rocks with salt; that I still enjoy). 

I started by drinking wine coolers.  Sun Country wine coolers in the two-liter bottle still make me smile because of the fond times I may or may not remember.  Of course, I did some Bartles and James in there, too.  Then by my mid-to-late twenties I had moved to sweet wines, then German whites, following a very typical wine palate evolution.  I had just turned thirty when I watched the movie, and was a mom with two young children at home, so to even watch an adult movie meant I was staying up late on a weekend after the kids had went to bed. 

            My first and lasting response to the movie was not wine related (as I am sure is true for many).  I just could not get over what a TERRIBLE person the character Jack was!  What a creep.  I was a bit annoyed with Miles’ character.  All of his sniveling and whining got in the way of me enjoying his wining through the Santa Ynez Valley.  Keep in mind, this was before I had been to California to visit or had been to any wine country, for that matter.  It was before I fell in love with Pinot Noir myself.  And it was before I turned forty.

            When I rewatched the movie, my first impression was still what a complete and total jackass (excuse my French, but the wordplay is intended) Jack was.  A decade of life experience had still not softened me to a man using a woman, any woman, as his self-esteem booster.  I also was a little less patient with Miles.  I found him more than just a bit annoying.  I was sorry he wasn’t more of a grab-life-by-the-horns type of forty-something…without the sexual promiscuity of Jack. 

            However, what did resound more with me was Miles’ love of Pinot Noir.  Though I don’t degrade Merlot as he did, his speech on the Pinot grape was not only true and beautiful, it was symbolic of life…a symbol, which as a fellow English teacher, he should have been able to apply to his own life (which I think, by the end, he did).  I loved the sniffing and swirling.  I actually understood the wine terms he used.  And I knew the areas Miles and Jack visited and discussed. 
 
  • "It's a hard grape to grow. As you know. Right? It's, uh, it's thin-skinned, temperamental, ripens early. It's, you know, it's not a survivor like cabernet, which can just grow anywhere and thrive even when it's neglected. No, pinot needs constant care and attention. You know? And, in fact, it can only grow in these really specific, little tucked-away corners of the world. And only the most patient and nurturing of growers can do it, really. Only somebody who really takes the time to understand pinot's potential can then coax it into its fullest expression."

            Don’t let being annoyed with one character and totally disgusted by another make you think I didn’t enjoy the movie.  A strong response to films like that usually means I was very engaged in the storyline, which was the case here.  Plus, if I am to speak completely honestly, when Miles goes to grab Jack’s wallet from the frightening sex-capade scene between waitress Cammi and her white-trash husband, I was cheering for Miles.  I wanted him to overcome something in his life…anything!  I was so happy that he did.  (And of course, very pleased when his love life appeared to turn around at the end of the movie.)  My overall review of the movie was positive, more so the second time around.  Anyone who loves wine and complicated characters will appreciate this film. 

            So, is a decade a long time?  The answer is yes!  Though 2004 doesn’t seem like it should be that distant in the past, it is.  Though the movie stayed the same, my life experiences and wine experiences have changed me so much that my response to the movie changed also.  From a novice wine drinker with two young children at home ten years ago to a formally educated wine lover six months away from an empty nest today, my reaction to Miles and Jack was very similar; however, my reaction to the wine and wine country was very different.  Time changes people…and wine.   I look forward to watching Miles and Jack again in another decade to see what I think of them and their juice.  But, good Lord, I will be FIFTY then!  Yes, time does fly.

Friday, December 12, 2014

Like Oil and...Vita Sana Olive Oil Company

Everyone’s heard the saying of two substances not going together, you know, like oil and water.  Well, I’ll tell you what oil does go with—good olive oil, anyway—and that is EVERYTHING!  Olive oil use is booming in the United States, not only for cooking, but for infusing, dipping, and dressing as well.  This boom has spawned a growing (what I call) designer olive oil industry.  In other words, specialty shops are popping up all over selling high quality and unique olive oils and balsamic vinegars.  I love this trend.  Love. It!  So I was in a bit of olive oil heaven when I visited Vita Sana Olive Oil Company on St. Joe Street in Rapid.

Olive oils and vinegars lining the modern store.

Vita Sana is in Rapid City, South Dakota, but don't miss its parent shop in Casper, Wyoming!
Vita Sana was open and inviting from the moment we stepped in the door.  Its walls were lined with high quality olive oils on one side and delicious balsamic vinegars on the other side.   Tasting was encouraged of all products—my favorite part.  Tasting cups were provided, and a small bit of oil or vinegar was put in each cup.  My comrades and I were instructed to rub the cups with oil on the palms of our hands to warm them a bit, then smell and swallow just like wine.  The balsamics didn’t need warmed up, but I found myself swirling them before smelling as well.

Store manager Rhonda showing us how this tasting is done.


I have infused my own olive oils in the past, and the “plain” olive oils here would be great for use alone or for infusing.  However, my favorite part of the experience was looking at the different options of already-infused oils for sale.  Some of these flavors I would never have thought to put together; many were old standbys, but all were so tasty.  Take blood orange for example.  I would never have thought to infuse oil with this fruit, but it was one of my favorites!  Of course, other flavors like Herbs de Provence and White Truffle were oils I loved and wanted to begin using right away.  On the other hand, I must not get so caught up in flavored options that I forget about the quality of the oils themselves.  During this time of year, the oils for sale originated in the southern hemisphere, from countries like Peru and Chile.  This is because of the harvest seasons there.  After the northern hemisphere harvested this fall, oils from Europe and Texas will be in the store by summer, making sure that the freshest oils are always available for customers.  There are many different styles and even organic options from which to choose, no matter what time of year it may be. 

Tasting the oils and vinegars...they mix WELL!

My comrade showing proper olive oil tasting technique.
As interested as I was in the oils, the balsamics had me even more enthralled!  I have long loved a well-aged balsamic, and these did not disappoint.   There was even a twenty-year aged traditional vinegar.  The infusion flavors were also impressive for the dark vinegars:  black cherry, jalapeño, and dark espresso were just a few.  But again, you know me, I love what’s even more unique and unusual, so I was drawn to the white balsamics like the cranberry pear and other fruity essences. 

Though oil and water may not mix, a pairing not to be missed is oil and vinegar…and I mean good olive oils and good balsamic vinegars!  The increase in popularity of both of these products has made it easier for consumers everywhere to get the best of both.  It’s a trend I hope stays and becomes common place.  Vita Sana Olive Oil Company in Rapid City (with its parent store in Casper, Wyoming) has embraced this movement and offers the best in both oils and vinegars for dipping, dressing, and infusing.  Stop in to do a tasting today.  Mix oil with your vinegar soon!


Though olive oils and vinegars are the star of Vita Sana's show...
The designer cheese case is also a supporting cast member that shouldn't be missed.

How to use your oils and vinegars:

Red, Orange, and Blue Salad

Hearts of romaine lettuce—3 cups
Blue cheese crumbles—1/4 cup
Golden raisins—1/4 cup
Honey roasted almond slices—2 tbsp.
Grilled or roasted chicken breast—2 oz.

Dressing: 
Blood orange olive oil—2 tsp.
Cranberry orange white balsamic—3 tsp.

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Indepdendent's Day--Independent Ale House

The traditional definition of an ale house is a place where ale is sold and served or another name for a tavern or pub. Though Rapid City’s Independent Ale House fits this definition, it is definitely not just another tavern or pub. It is a unique environment, from food to drink, and a great place for all to enjoy.

Just one example of the unique and fun atmosphere.

Excited to enter the Independent Ale House.

Warm and modern surroundings. 



Some friends and I had the opportunity to stop at the Independent Ale House on a recent chilly afternoon. The atmosphere was warm and inviting as we entered and slowly made our way through the beer menu. It is no wonder it took us a while to read the beer options: there are 145 choices of bottles and 40 choices on tap. To say there is a brew here for everyone would be an understatement! There are the “usual suspects” (as the Ale House’s web site puts it) of beers like Bud Light and Coors Light. However, those who love unique and unusual beers are covered with pilsners, ales, stouts, lagers, bocks, and IPAs from around the world, primarily from small, independent producers (hence the name, “Independent” Ale House). There are even gluten-free options! The forty choices on tap are always rotating, so new selections are available, even for the frequent Indy guest.   



Feature board.

Beer board for the constantly rotating forty beers on tap.
 
 Of course, everyone knows beer and pizza are a natural pairing, and the Independent Ale House has this area covered as well. Fresh, hand-made pizzas are made to order with special options like Buffalo Chicken Pizza (with Buffalo wing sauce, chicken, and blue cheese) to daily menu options like Pizza Bianca (with alfredo sauce) and Three Little Pigs (with pepperoni, sausage, and bacon). These are just a few of the options that had the entire establishment smelling of mouth-watering garlic and cheese as we entered the building.


Yummy!


Now, most know beer is not my first choice. However, wine drinkers like me still have some excellent options at Indy. Though the list isn’t as extensive as the beer menu, it carries both by-the-glass and by-the-bottle selections, starting with a house red and a house white. Other whites include many varietals ranging from Sauvignon Blanc to Chardonnay. There are even multiple sparkling and sake choices.  For reds, Merlot, Cabernet Sauvignon, and (my personal favorite) Pinot Noir begin the menu. Indy’s best night for wine drinkers would be Monday, when half-price wine is the special. During daily happy hour, dollar discounts are given on wine (and beer too).  

Of course, I went with an Oregon Pinot Noir!


 Yes, the Independent Ale House on St. Joe Street in downtown Rapid City fits the traditional definition of an ale house—it is a pub—but this definition does not go far enough to detail the food and drink opportunities offered here. Indy should be any beer lover’s choice for unique, quality beers, with almost 200 from which to choose. Plan to stay for a glass of wine or a house-made pizza. Independent-minded drinkers will be happy they did!

The place to go for the independent thinkers and drinkers--Independent Ale House.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

More Sweet Than Bitter--Bitter Esters Brewery

            Yesterday, on a beautiful Black Hills fall afternoon, my family and I entered Bitter Esters Brewhouse in Custer, South Dakota and found a bustling crowd filling the quaint and comfy brewpub.  I realized that like myself, many in the area had been hearing about the quality beer and food Landon Swanson was producing at Bitter Esters and stopped to find out firsthand.  None of us were disappointed.

            Bitter Esters opened on Main Street Custer almost four years ago.  Swanson, who has a master’s degree in biology and was a wildlife biologist in his life before beer, started on his quest to be a brewer by working at the Wild Sage Grille, a restaurant in Sioux Falls, SD.  The owner of Wild Sage also ran the Sage Creek Grille in Custer, and Landon traveled to Custer to operate the restaurant for several seasons.  Over three years ago, the team from Wild Sage and Sage Creek opened Bitter Esters.  The brewery was only opened seasonally in the beginning as its popularity grew.  It is now opened all year, with limited hours and days in the off-season. 

            Landon Swanson is almost a one man show—with background help in the kitchen.  He greeted us, took our orders, delivered our drinks, and brought our food.  Thankfully, he has wonderful chefs in the kitchen making the unique pub fare, or Landon would really have been busy!  The food menu is unique pub-style food.  The usual suspects, like grilled burgers and pulled pork sandwiches, are available to order, but there are also some distinctive options that aren’t found in your average bar.  The baked potato nachos with kettle cooked potato chips, sour cream, bacon bits, and chives were delightful.  Even better—and more original in a pub—were the Drunken Mussels made with the house ale, served with bread for dipping.  So, so good!
Good food in a great environment.
          Swanson considers Bitter Esters an ale house, as he produces more English style ales than anything else.  However, the number of beers available spans from stouts to ales to India pale ales.  At any time, there is up to seven original Bitter Esters brews on tap.  Landon likes to always have one guest tap option and up to 38 beers from other brewers for purchase.  In the summer, when the tourist population really keeps Bitter Esters busy, there may only be three original brews available.  However, in the winter months, when tourist traffic is much slower, there are more Bitter Esters beers from which to choose.  This is because Bitter Esters is just a two barrel brew house, and for now, Landon likes this size and thinks it will stay this way.   
The seven Bitter Esters brews on tap.

Empty!

Build your own beer flight...have one of each.
            The Red Medicine Brown Ale (“malty brown ale with hints of cocoa”) and the Grace Anne Stout (“dark and delicious”) are always on the menu.  The other taps rotate between a larger number of beer recipes Swanson produces.  Since it is a beautiful fall, the Autumn Spice Saison is a natural fit as a seasonal option on the menu.  Other beers included the Padfoot Hula Farmhouse Ale (the “sendoff to summer…a Hawaiian dance in a glass”), the It’s All Mine!!! All Day Every Day Ale (“roasty British themed Amerbish Ale"), and the Ne’er Do Well Coffee Ale (“surprisingly light”).  My hubby got his favorite style, the Testy Tourist Imperial IPA (with four times the hops of the pale ale).  Landon also has plans for some distinctive beers this spring.  He has several brews aging in whiskey and wine barrels that will be ready after this long Black Hills winter. 
Many original qualities in this brew house, from the food to the growers...

...to the sense of humor of Swanson and staff!  Myspace...haha!
            Bitter Esters was definitely a sweet stop to make on an absolutely fabulous fall day.  The number of people in the brew house on a late afternoon in the off-season is proof of the quality food, drink, and reputation Landon Swanson has built in the nearly four years Bitter Esters has been opened.  Stop in for a bite and a sip as soon as you can, no matter what the weather!

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

From Laughing to Learning--Coffee!


The only thing I like better than a good wine meme is a good coffee meme.  If the two are mixed together, it is the Holy Grail of memes as far as I’m concerned.  The best chuckles ever.  I basically feel the same way about my day.  If I get to enjoy both a great mug of coffee and a fabulous glass of wine over the course of the time I’m awake, I consider the day a total success.  This love of coffee has led me to purchase a French press coffee pot, a milk frother, special flavorings, a bean grinder, and multiple cool coffee cups.  However, it wasn’t until this last weekend that it led me to actually learn more about coffee on a formal level.  Enter, the Sweet Sommelier’s first coffee cupping!

Though a coffee “tasting” is actually called a “cupping,” there are many comparisons between a coffee cupping and a wine tasting.  Like a wine tasting, I started by learning some basic information about the beverage.  This information was so interesting and showed that coffee is similar to wine in many ways.  First, coffee has two major species of plants from which coffee “cherries” are harvested.  Second, like grapes for wine, the coffee tree usually has five years from initial planting until harvesting of coffee cherries to make into coffee beans.  Next, there are different processes used to get the coffee cherries hulled to reveal the bean inside.  Finally, and possibly the most interesting likeness, is that both are agricultural products which require very specific climates only found in certain parts of the world.  I really had never thought about the climate zones for growing coffee, but I found it so fascinating that coffee-growing areas have a ring around the globe like traditional grape-growing areas. 
The brown areas are actual coffee beans marking the areas coffee beans are grown throughout the world.

After this new information, the class started the process of smelling and tasting the coffee.  Though this is an unofficial procedure, it resembles the five S’s of wine tasting.  First, the coffee beans were smelled whole and then ground for characteristics like sweet, spicy, nutty, and roasty.  Next, hot water is poured over the ground beans and allowed to steep four minutes.  During this time, a “crust” of grounds forms on the top.  After four minutes, this crust must carefully be removed while the coffee lover is smelling the aromas coming from the brewed coffee. 

Whole coffee beans and ground beans waiting to be sniffed.

After all of this smelling, it is time for the actual tasting.  Much like when tasting wine, the coffee needs to coat the entire tongue for all flavors to be tasted.  Also, slurping is a good sign, not an indicator of poor manners, so slurp away on the first coffee, noting acidity, body, flavor, depth, and finish.  Terms like nippy, smooth, tart, delicate, fruity, buttery, woody, grassy, and spicy are used throughout these steps.  Yes, those terms sound so familiar to wine lovers!  This entire method is repeated on the other coffee samples, with coffee cuppers deciding if they would like to swallow the coffee or spit it to not consume as much caffeine.  More and more similarities to wine show up from the beginning to the end of this fun cupping. 
Instructor Mary and her helper pouring the hot water for our coffee to steep.
Waiting for the grounds of the coffee to form a "crust" on the top of the cup.

Coffee and wine are fabulous beverages, proven with the fact that so many memes show up on the internet and social media outlets about them both.  However, for me, both are worth more than just a good laugh.  Sipping each has always delighted me.  Learning about wine has fascinated me for quite some time.  It wasn’t until just recently that I realized knowledge about coffee was not only just as interesting as knowledge about wine, but it is also incredibly similar to wine in ways it is grown, processed, and sipped.  Coffee and wine…beverages about which to laugh, love, and learn!

Monday, September 15, 2014

Legends of the Fall--Harvest in South Dakota


Though for many the first frost of fall brings to mind seasonal colors, football season, and thicker sweaters, what it really brings to mind for winemakers and grape growers is one thing only:  hard work!  I’m always fascinated when the romantic idea of the gorgeous bottle of wine that magically appears at an important event turns into the harsh reality—making wine is dirty, intense work that often goes on for days and weeks before much of a break is given to the winemaker.  Though this truth is happening in every vineyard and winery in the northern hemisphere right now, I got to experience just one small part of it this weekend, harvest at Old Folsom Vineyards outside of Rapid City, South Dakota.
Vines at Old Folsom Vineyards.

            Harvests in South Dakota and other portions of the Midwest are vastly different than most California harvests. While California enologists are worried about the brix (sugar content) of grapes and often must harvest before this number gets too high when the grapes might be considered too ripe, horticulturists in areas like South Dakota and Wyoming have a whole other worry…will the grapes get ripe enough?  This was the question last week as an early hard frost descended on the Black Hills, causing temps to plummet to below freezing.  Though grapes can survive this temperature for a short time, the vines can not.  They begin to shut down, and the grapes need to be picked soon. 

            On September 11, a day known for more patriotic reasons, Mike Gould of Old Folsom Vineyards was checking the weather for more pragmatic purposes.  He needed to gauge the upcoming nights’ temps and make a decision of when to pick the grapes of his 1800 vines on his five-acre plot.  The answer was simple:  as soon as possible. 

            He spread the word and gathered friends, neighbors, and acquaintances to create picking crews for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.  Over the course of the three days, almost 7,000 pounds of grapes were harvested.  Mike started with Frontenac Gris, La Crescent, and Brianna and then moved on to his Frontenac and Marquette grapes.  He also grows Petite Pearl grapes, although these vines are still too young to harvest fruit.
Rows of Marquette vines with the bird net still in place.
Beautiful Marquette grapes just waiting to be picked.
            The first step in the process was to remove the bird netting that went over the vines in early August.  Though tall fencing surrounds the vineyard to keep the deer from completing their own harvest, the birds just fly in at will.  A few still found their way in and under the net, but most were kept at bay and the product safe.  After crawling around on hands and knees to remove the clips holding the netting in place, all were given a cutting tool, a bin, and a bucket (on which to sit).  Old Folsom’s vines are trellised low, so sitting on the five-gallon bucket is actually the perfect height to pick.  The actual act of picking was very simple, and as grapes were dropped into bins, workers moved through the rows to dump the full tubs into larger vessels so the smaller tub could be refilled once more.  Then repeat…and repeat…and repeat…


Your Sweet Sommelier, picking and picking and picking...

My through the grapevine picking partner Annette, also picking and picking and picking...

            I only picked on the third and final day, and the grapes still looked great.  However, the vines themselves were beginning to whither from the earlier cold spell.  The leaves were wilting and dying, a sure sign that the choice to pick these particular days was a good one.  Any more time on the vine and the grapes may have started to shrivel, affecting the sugar or acid content, thus affecting the wine.  Instead, the grapes went to the winery, where they were cold soaked—a process to extract flavor and color from the grapes—waiting for the next step in the fermentation process.
The leaves began wilting from the below-freezing temperatures just days before.

After seven straight hours of work—okay, there was one short break for lunch—I drove home full of the wonder of wine.  The reminder that wine is ultimately an agricultural product doesn’t surprise me, but it is often at odds with the sophisticated image that so many have of wine.  Not that agriculture isn’t sophisticated; it is just darn hard work!  Understanding the amount of work that goes in to each bottle only makes me appreciate wine—and winemakers—even more.  Harvest in the fall is just another step in the long road a grape takes from a small bud on a vine to large sip from a glass.  Enjoy the end product, but remember all the hard work that it takes to go from ground to glass. 

Saturday, August 23, 2014

If You Build It They Will Eat…and Drink--The Wine Cellar Restaurant

          I like wine.  That probably goes without saying, since I’m a sommelier.  However, I also like food.  A lot.  More than a lot.  And generally not just any food.  Good food.  Really good food!  So naturally, I love wine and food together.  And I love making these special meals an event with my friends—friends who, for the record, also love food and wine. 

When these wine-and-food-loving friends and I were looking for a great wine dinner to attend, we ended our search and just built our own…a Build Your Own Wine Dinner, so to speak.   The first restaurant I thought to contact about this BYOWD was the Wine Cellar in Rapid.  I knew its regular menu, which changes twice a year with the seasons, is always a special treat.  Plus, Pamela Light, Wine Cellar’s owner and executive chef, also creates weekly features that her head chef, Christopher McConnell, brings to life on customers’ plates.  The wine list is also ever-evolving with great selections from around the world.  This was the perfect place for me to browse the menus and pair items with wines from the list. 
The cozy and chic ambiance of The Wine Cellar.

The first difficult step was to narrow down the items from the menu; my mouth was already watering.  For the first course, the beef tenderloin tacos, herb roasted potatoes, stacked caprese, and artisan cheese plate all piqued my interest.  Then for the main course, there were so many choices!  The classic chicken pastry sounded delish.  But what about the house-made mushroom lasagna or the champagne risotto with scallops?  Both of which I personally knew were topnotch.  Don’t even get me started on dessert.  All house made (as is everything served in the restaurant—the only item not made there is the mustard) sweets from cheesecake to sorbet made it difficult to only choose one.  The decisions were going to be tough.

Course One—Pesto and artichoke thin crust pizza paired with Chateau Mayne Pargade white Bordeaux:  the thin crust, European style pizza with fresh basil pesto was divine.  The rich pesto and cheese blend on the pizza were great contrasting pairings with the Sauvignon Blanc-Semillon blend in the wine.  This was a tasty and refreshing pairing to start our meal.
Course one:  artichoke pesto pizza with white Bordeaux

Course Two—Chef’s special filet served atop a red-wine risotto with blue cheese crumbles paired with Point North Oregon Pinot Noir from Sean Minor Wines:  Oh.  My.  Gosh!  I knew that the Wine Cellar’s Champagne risotto was amazing, but this risotto, created with wine and blue cheese, was over-the-top!  The filet was prepared perfectly.  And the pairing with an earthy and fruity Oregon Pinot was flawless.

Course Three—House-made vanilla bean ice cream with cabernet hot fudge sauce paired with Croze Port.  This was a very special, yet lighter, dessert.  The fact that the ice cream and sauce were both house made is impressive.  The pairing with the port was spot-on, and even my fellow diners who are still building a palate to properly appreciate port enjoyed the course.
Dessert course:  house-made vanilla bean ice cream with cabernet fudge sauce and port.

If you love wine and food, don’t wait for a formal wine dinner…build one yourself!  Contact a great restaurant (like the Wine Cellar) and a sommelier (like me) to help you out if needed, but great wine and food should not be put off because of lack of opportunity.  If you build it, your friends will eat…and drink…well!  BYOWD soon.
Build Your Own Wine Dinner!
My initial blog post about The Wine Cellar can be enjoyed here.