A Noir for a Noir
To paraphrase Kris Kristofferson:
On a Labor Day Monday morning sidewalk I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Labor Day Monday That makes a body feel alone…
Back at the lair, I reach into the magic fridge and hope for the best. Out comes a bomber bottle of Wit Noir, a Belgian-style dark wheat ale from Blacklist Artisan Ales of Duluth, Minn.
It pours black as the ace of spades.
And the taste? Incredible, lip-sticking noirness.
The brewery describes this as a cross between stout and Belgian wit. Who could not like that? They even toasted the coriander, which is one of the traditional elements of wit, but toasted, it lends to the sturdy stoutness of this beer.
This is one of the richest beers I have had in a while. I’m getting tons of chocolate – milk and dark. Dark-roast coffee. Something smoky and delicious that I can’t put my finger on – charred meat? A little black licorice. Blackstrap molasses.
Be sure to use a wide-mouthed vessel so you can take a big whiff with each sip, because the aroma of this beer is full of dark secrets.
If I were to pair this beer with something, it would be a movie, and, in particular, a film noir. Maybe The Big Sleep, the 1946 Howard Hawks-directed (Hawks was born in Neenah, Wis.) film noir starring Humphrey Bogart as Raymond Chandler’s hardboiled private dick Philip Marlowe. It’s filled with the sort of dark secrets that are hidden in this beer.
Or maybe Roman Polanski’s 1974 neo-noir, Chinatown. Again, plenty of dark secrets.
Or how about jumping ahead 10 years to the early Coen Brothers neo-noir, Blood Simple? Great performances from M. Emmett Walsh and Dan Hedaya, and the film debut of Joel Coen’s wife Frances McDormand.
Dark secrets in each. That’s why I like that Blacklist chose to name this beer Noir Wit rather than Black Wit (although that name has tons of potential as well).
Me, I’m going for Edgar G. Ulmer’s Detour, a 1945 movie that in my humble opinion is one of the film noir greats, despite its obvious low budget. Ann Savage, the appropriately named co-star, gives the most savage portrayal of a femme fatale in film history. Evil and darkness incarnate. Yes, it should go very well with this beer.
“Shut up! Yer makin’ noises like a husband.”