Never Known Fog Like It
A love letter to a beer that's been through it all with me.
In the beginning of my career as a beer writer, I visited a local brewery called Rivington Brew Co.. At the time it was a smallish place with a cult-like following of fans who turned up for regular Tap Beneath The Trees events—in lieu of a taproom the brewery used the woodland at the foot of their farm as an outdoor micro festival during the summer months. Rain never stopped them.
On that visit I drank a mug of tea in the company of their first fermenters, situated in a small outhouse a short drive away from the farm, and learned about the small team’s commitment to lab-based QC testing. I was impressed. I told Ben Stubbs and Mick Richardson, the owners of Rivington Brew Co. who had taken time out of their day to show me around, that Never Known Fog Like It was one of my favourite beers of all time. I said, with what now seems like tragic dramatic irony, that if I was ever to open a bar of my own, Fog—as it’s called—would be my permanent Pale.
Since that first visit the brewery has grown, and I’ve been lucky enough to call the Rivington crew my friends, and their flagship beer, my bar’s permanent Pale Ale—a promise kept. Fog quickly became Corto’s flagship beer too, a beer that turned visitors into regulars, that brings people out of their homes in the darkest, rainiest evenings. Those pints of hazy, sunflower-yellow beer glowing in the light cast from our big front window. An image that will stay with me long after the bar closes down.
Why do I love it? Why does anyone love one hazy Pale over another? I believe Never Known Fog Like It is the culmination of years of NEIPA experimentation. Since I began writing about beer in 2018, the desire people have for hazy juicebombs has never waned, and yet, to me, there has largely been no development in the subgenre. I try newcomers with interest, and yet nothing tops Fog for me in the specific category I’ve created for it—a comfortably swiggable beer at a warming 5.2% ABV, not sessionable to the likes of me, more a treat after a long day. A beer to look forward to. A standard, a trusty sidekick, a partner in crime.
Fog succeeds because of Rivington—because of their attention to detail, their fantastic brewing team, and their passion for getting it right, for not being afraid to tweak and improve. I will miss serving it in Corto and seeing the enjoyment it brings. But I won’t miss the beer itself. I’ll still be drinking it, from the other side of the bar, in their new taproom at Home Farm. In Preston, at Plug & Taps or Chain House Brewing Co.’s taproom. Wherever I can find it, I will drink it, and I will remember good times, and plan new, better ones.
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