Wednesday, September 2, 2009

The Malta drink experiment

Alcohol consumption in Malta is low compared to the rest of Europe. In fact, this study from the World Advertising Research Centre shows that alcohol consumption per capita is only one third of that of Luxemburg, the Czech Republic and Hungary.  Only the Swedes seem to drink less than the Maltese. The Malta government’s own figures show that 36 % of the adult population drinks alcohol at least once a week.
This goes up to 60.2 per cent for people aged between 18 to 24. Beer accounts for around half of the total alcohol consumption, whilst wine accounts for a third.

The beer market is controlled mostly by Simonds Farsons Cisk, which was founded in 1928.  Cisk is the flagship brand, with two spin-offs, the Cisk Export and the Cisk Excel.  Farsons also offers the Blue Label, the Hopleaf, the Lacto, and the Strong Ale.  They also have a Traditionnal Shandy, and they brew under license Skol and Carlsberg.  They are also in charge of most Imports and also control the soft drink market.

THIS AIN’T A CISK KEBAB

Here is the first drink we bought upon our arrival in Malta.  We had to go with the “National” beer, a Cisk.  A lager, it is fresh, crisp, rewarding.   It was selected as the World’s Best Standard Lager in 2007 by Beers of the World. It quickly became Melissa’s beer of choice in Malta, while I was a little more adventurous.  Our first Cisk was enjoyed in the Upper Barracca Gardens on our first full day in Valetta.

MALTA’S GOT NO SOUR GRAPES

Most Maltese Wines are quite young, especially if the grapes are grown in Malta. (They import a lot from Sicily and other parts of Italy.)  A few vineyards are trying hard however to establish some quality products, 100% Maltese wine, but it is a challenge. Since the vines are still young, the quality varies a lot  and even locals tend to prefer Italian wines.
Our first lunch at Cocopazzo was chased down with a bottle of white from Medina Vineyard.  The ancient walled capital of Mdina passed from a vibrant, lively place to a sleepy “city of silence” when Valletta was founded by the Knights.  The Medina Vineyards collection of wines is produced from grapes grown all over the island but predominately from those grown in the surrounding area beneath the majestic silent city. The wine was fresh and fruity, and was not too bad with our fish dishes.  It
was, however, too weak for the ravioli.

WHEN POP GOES LOCAL

We had our first - and only - Kinnie while waiting for the Marsamxett Harbour Ferry.  Farsons developed Kinnie as an alternative to the American Cola giants and other soft drinks who were building huge market shares in Europe after WWII, and it became Malta’s “National” soft drink.  Kinnie’s colour is a dark amber orange.  It is made from bitter oranges and a blend of herbs.  It’s taste, in my opinion, is not very good.  Think Jägermeister without alcohol.

A BEER UNDER THE SUN

After another day under the baking sun, we decided to stop for a refreshment at a cafe on the Piazza Regina, at the corner of Republic and St.Lucia’s Steet.  Melissa decided to stick with Cisk, but I decided to go for the Blue Label, which is a stronger ale. It was one of the first beers launched by Farsons, back in 1928. The Blue Label has a nutty flavour, with a nice mild bitter finish. The drinkability level is not as high as Cisk, in fact, most locals consider this a “dark” beer, although by all standards it is only of a  slightly amber, light bronze colour.

PLEASE DON’T STOUT ME!

In the Grotto Tavern,  I was able to sample Farsons’ Stout, the Lacto. A Milk Stout, it has the usual touch of sweetness you expect in that style of beer. A nice dark chocolaty brown body, with a light chocolate milk-like head on top. It has a silky smooth texture and next to no carbonation. Smoky roasted grain is the main aroma coming through, and you can taste it too.

I had a couple with my meal, and since it was fairly low in alcohol, I didn’t feel guitly at all. (3.8% abv)  It was, however, not easy to find elsewhere and this was the first time I had seen it available.

C’EST LA LUTTE FINALE!  GROUPONS-NOUS, ET DEMAIN…

I have got to admit that I had not seen such a concept before, and do not know why we haven’t thought of it here.  Party offices with a bar where activists, supporters and members can quench their thirst while supporting Social Justice.  Genius! The Partit Laburista has a few establishments across the country, and in Valletta (above, left ) they proudly invite tourists to come in!

The MLP lost the 2008 General Election to the Christian Democratic Nationalist Party by one seat, 34 seats vs 35. The Nationalists also have some establishments.

So we walked in the Malta Labour Party headquarters, a prime location on Republic Street. Pictures of the workers’ struggle in Malta greeted us, along with portraits of the leaders over the years. This was no ordinary tourist trap. The menu, for one, was not particularly appealing:

But they had a fully stocked bar, and we took the opportunity to try the Cisk Excel. The place was not very busy - this was the end of the afternoon, and a few blue collars were occupying the tables at the back of the bar. The tv was loud, folks were watching what is no doubt a popular soap opera in Malta. Not the same atmosphere this guy faced. Maltese is a tough language, near-impossible to learn, so I quickly lost interest in the TV and decided to focus on my beer - and on the extraordinary stuff on the wall, from paper clippings to plaques to pictures.

The Cisk Excel is a Low carbohydrate beer. A very pale yellow color with a very clean, white foam. Quite creamy. The Excel is lighter than the Cisk. Balanced and boring is how I would characterize it. The low carbonation make this beer easy to drink, no aftertaste, no nuisance. But I’d rather stick with the real stuff.

We left, wondering when the New Democratic Party will open its own bar in downtown Ottawa.

BEER, BEER, BEER!

To complete this review, let me point out to a few other beers we enjoyed.  The Lander Bräu is imported from Italy, although it originates from Holland and is meant to be a Czech pilsner.  A pale yellow colour, small white head. Some awkward sweetness, with malt and hop hints. Boring and quite unbalanced.   The Hopleaf Pale Ale, like the Blue Label, is one of Farsons’ classic brew from 1928.  A slightly dark copper colour under a finger white head with and decent retention.  A sweet hop nose, with a subtle tangy flavour.  A bit heavy in carbonation, it tasted very nice, with ample fruits (apricot?) and not a lot of bitterness. Enticing beer, again harder to find in corner stores. A nice brew though.  We also enjoyed some Skol, brewed here under license by Farson’s.  I had first enjoyed Skol in Guinea.

IT’S A GOOD THING ITALY IS NOT FAR

When it comes to wine, even though we did find a few good local Maltese wines here and there, but they could not compete with their Italian counterparts.  Not that the local bottles were offensive, but Malta does not have yet the conditions to produce top-of-the-line wine.  Prices were reasonable, although not as cheap as France or Belgium. Some South African wines were also easily accessible, but it was much harder to find French wines, let alone South American or Australian wines.

But, by all accounts, local vineyards are improving, and have made significant steps in the past decade.  You can taste the youth and impetuosity in the products of the most ambitious producers, but most of the local winemakers are gambling on drinkability, avoiding complexity in order to distribute their merchandise now.

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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

An escapade in Sicily

Malta being very close to Sicily, we had to take the opporunity to visit the Italian island.  It was easy enough to do, since Virtu Ferries Ltd. is offering a regular route from Valletta to Pozzallo or Catania.  We decided to take a package which included transport from Pozzallo to Taormina to Mount Etna before coming back to Pozzallo for our return to Valletta, for a little over 100€.

The Maria Dolores departed from Valletta around 7 am. It takes about 90 minutes to sail on the Mediterranean Sea all the way to Sicily. The sea was calm, the Catamaran was fast. Impressive. Not so impressive was the movie they played en route

Our first stop was in Pozzallo, a major port in Sicily with magnificient beaches.  As it was still early, the whole group went for breakfast at La Perla, a Pasticceria on Via Dell’ Arno.

What a pleasure for the eyes first, then for the nose, as soon as we walked in. Sweet delicacies, fresh pastries, all kinds of specialties were on offering.   Melissa picked something that looked like a “pain au chocolat”, which she described as being closer to a brioche filled with a Nutella like filling,    With it, the obligatory coffee, a cappucino that almost looked appetizing to me.   As for me, I settled on a pastry stuffed with rice, cheese and a spicy tomato sauce. Deliciozo!

After breakfast, we set of in the direction of Taormina, going through the Sicilian landscape and admiring the agriculture, the rich architecture and the amazing incapacity for Italians to drive properly.  Taormina is a very popular touristic destination, with over a 100 hotels for about 10 000 citizens.  Built vertically, going up a very steep hill, it offers spectacular views of the beaches on the Ionian Sea, beaches that you can access via a funicular.

We decided to go for lunch early, in order to avoid the tourist hords.  Our package included some deals at Bella Blu, a nice convivial restaurant on Via Luigi Pirandello. We had a spectacular view of the bay and the sea.  There was a soccer stadium right below us, which was kind of neat.  The funicular was going back and forth up the mountain and down to the beaches. All I was hoping was for James Bond to jump from one cable car to the other.

Our choices were limited if we wanted to take advantage of the specials, but nevertheless it sounded tasty. I decided to go for the bifteck, Mel went for the pasta.

The bifteck was quite thin, a very european cut.  Grilled fast, and drizzled with olive oil, it was quite flavourful in its simplicity.  Half a lime was on the side to add some zip.  It came with French Fries, which were correct, and a very fresh salad with bright red juicy tomatoes.  The best steak I’ve ever had in Italy.

Melissa’s pasta were also very good.  Although she was ecstatic over them, I didn’t share her enthusiasm.  Yes, the tomato taste was in your face, and fresh parmesan live from Italy is something else.  The Casarecci, short rolls and twisted pasta, were cooked al-dente.  But the result was, in my opinion, a bit dry.

We were offered some complimentary granite after our meal. Must have been my charming accent.  Refreshing, smooth, subtle flavor. But I was so inspired by the view that I had to order a Grappa. Chilled, I sipped it slowly while enjoying the view.

Well fed and our thirst being quenched, we visited the beautiful city of Taormina, before heading to Mount Etna to immerse ourselves in a sea of lava rocks. The landscape of Sicily is spectacular, and quite varied from one side of the island to the other.

We got back on the ferry around 10:30 PM, very hungry. So we went ahead with an on-board meal.  There was two resto-bars on board, with a fairly wide selection of snacks and beverages.  Nothing fancy, but still, not bad.

I picked a chicken salad sandwich. Lots of mayo, big chunk of chicken. Some spices. The bread was fresh.

But the Cold Cisk was the best part of the meal.

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Thursday, August 13, 2009

Lunch at the O’Carroll’s - with the Globe and Mail

As we ran around all morning from interview to interview, we soon realized that no lunch time had been scheduled.  Well, that’s always a problem for me when they do that.  And you may not believe me, but they do it quite often.

Anyway, the next interview was scheduled with the Globe and Mail in a coffee shop on  Upper Water Street.  Well, that’s always a problem for me when they do that. I do not drink coffee.

Thankfully, the Leader and his assistant Tammy were also hungry, and they happily accepted my suggestion of stopping at O’Carroll’s when we walked by.  A quick phone call to the Globe and Mail reporter to change the location, and we were all set.

O’Carroll’s is an Irish Pub with a big emphasis on seafood.  There is a dining room, which is quite nice, but I prefer hanging out on the Pub side of the establishment. The place is an iconic institution in Halifax, with a warm atmosphere with its brick walls and wood furniture. They recently  refreshed their menu, which now features pastas, fresh seafood, steak and lamb, plus vegetarian dishes. On the pub side, there is music every night and you can enjoy classic pub fares such as steak and kidney pie, bangers and mash, and fish and chips.  You can also pick one of their Burgers of the Isle named after Irish counties.

As we waited for the Globe’s reporter, we ordered. To start, we shared a platter of Oysters.  They were from New Brunswick that day.

Oysters on the Half

Oysters on the Half

Fresh, juicy, they were great with a drop of lemon.  The cocktail sauce, which was different than the regular industrial type, didn’t quite work for me.

I hadn’t had any lobster yet since I arrived in Nova Scotia on Monday, and so I decided to go for one for my main.  Well, kind of. I went for the lobster sandwich.

Lobster sandwich

Lobster sandwich

A very rich lobster salad, with lots of mayo and green onions, served on a baguette and topped with lettuce and tomato. The sandwich came with french fries.

The baguette was nicely toasted, and since the bread was fresh, it wasn’t crumbling all over the place.  Nice big chunks of Lobster in the salad, a little heavy with green onions for my taste.  The tomato and lettuce were fresh as well.   The fries were decent, nicely golden, crunchy and warm.  At $16.95, it is an expensive sandwich, but cheaper than a whole lobster and certainly not as messy.

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UPDATE  - Aug. 13 @ 22:32 :  The resulting interview can be found here.
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UPDATE - Aug, 16 @ 2:12  After going to a ceilidh at the Alexander Keith’s brewery, a party hosted by the Nova Scotia NDP Caucus where I was able to tour the brewery and sample their freshest selection, I went back to the O’Carroll’s with some of the CBC/Radio-Canada crew.  The music was good, and the beer was even better.I had a few Garrison Nut Brown Ales, a nice, creamy ale with mild hop aromas and a nice bitter-chocolaty finish.  Garrison brews quality beers, which are guaranteed to be 100% vegan and preservative free.  I really enjoyed this beer.
Garrison
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Monday, August 10, 2009

Fish and Cheap

As we were getting closer to hfx09, I was sent on a pre-convention tour on the South Shore of Nova Scotia.

The obligatory first stop was at the Halifax Stanfield International Airport.  I was a little annoyed because even though my Air Canada flight had landed 5 minutes ahead of schedule, we sat on the tarmac for 45 minutes as we waited for a free gate and a free ground crew.  Still, I had a few hours before the boss landed, and so I decided that lunch was the next obligatory stop since it was past noon and Air Canada no longer feeds people on their flights.

Choice is limited at the Halifax Airport, so I settled for the Maritime Ale House. Operated by HMS Host, the MAH is an ode to the Molson Brewery.  Available beers on tap are all Molson products.  

The place was busy but not packed.  I settled for a seat at the bar, a prime location to see the staff in action and watch some tennis.

I peered quickly at the menu, and decided quickly - I picked the Fish & Chips. What else for a first meal in Nova Scotia?

Two big pieces of haddock soon arrived.  The batter was crisp, was holding together nicely, and it was not too greasy.  The fish was not overcooked, still flaky, not dry but not dripping with oil either. The tartar sauce that came with it was not up to the task however - too creamy, bland, boring. 

The chips were also a disappointment.  Frozen-type, they were not very crispy and not very warm. They were edible - but frankly, the fish deserved a much better partner.

With a pint of Rickard’s Red, this meal costed me $22, including taxes but before tip.

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Thursday, August 6, 2009

Celebrating Freedom

Mel and I were meeting Crystal for dinner to catch up and so on and so on.  Ever since she moved to BC, we barely see her anymore.

Mel had picked the terrace in front of the Metropolitain as a meeting point, planning to maybe wander in the Market for a place to eat.  But since I was a few minutes behind and Crystal was nowhere in sight, Mel made the executive decision to pick up one of the few remaining tables on the Met’s patio.

I showed up and we ordered drinks while we waited.  Mel felt Euro-sophiticated and decided to go for an Alsatian Kiss, one of their Metro Martinis - Citron vodka, apple vodka, apple juice, simple syrup.  (Why isn’t it called Lemon Vodka anyway?)  It was a well balanced drink - not too sweet, some tartness. Refreshing.   I opted for a pint of Stiegl. An Austrian beer, the Stiegl is a golden lager, with moderate yet rich malt flavours, lightly hopped, a mellow taste overall with a grassy finish.

Crystal finally showed up 30 minutes behind schedule - she wouldn’t be able to choose an appetizer as, while waiting, we had decided to take advantage of the dying minutes of the Hill Hour to order Le Petit, the smallest of their seafood platters, and 25% off during the Hill Hour.

Oysters, shrimp, crab, ceviche, salmon, mussels - a nice looking platter and a good opportunity to enjoy quality seafood at a lesser price than the regular one.

As we were consuming the sea fare, we noticed some stalkers.  First, an Ottawa Citizen photographer.  Then, a guy from the Ottawa Sun.  Soon after, a CTV cameraman.  Another reporter soon joined the group.  I put my sunglasses on, hoping they weren’t after me again, as they were taking shots of the patio from accross the plaza.  I looked around and noticed a growing local conservative crowd, including Tory blogger Stephen Taylor.

We waited for our food.  Mel ordered the Steamed Mussels & Frites, not quite understanding why they were Mussels & Frites as opposed to Mussels & Fries or, even better, Moules & Frites.  She unfortunetaly missed the “Hill Hour” deadline and ended up paying an extra $7 to enjoy them.

The fries at the Met are always nice, warm and crispy.  The Mussels were prepared with sundried tomatoes and spicy chorizo, they were nicely cooked and the sauce was rich and colourful, a pleasure for the palate and the eyes.

I ordered the Wednesday Special, la choucroute!  Smoked pork loin with pork belly, veal sausage, frankfurter served with sauerkraut and boiled potatoes.  At 24$, it is a stange price for a sausage special, but I could not choose anything else.

The potatoes still had their skins, adding some crisp to the dish.  Nice surprise, the sauerkraut came covered with little french cornichons, adding a fresh vinegar flavour to the fermented cabbage.  The sausages were cooked perfectly, but the smoked pork was a tad overdone and a bit on the dry side. Usually, the cabbage is very dominaut in a sauerkraut, but here, it was just an equal partner to the meat.  The portion was therefore smaller than the usual sauerkraut dish, but I did not suffer too much from it.

Finally, we realized who the crowd was waiting for - Ottawa Mayor Larry O’Brien, who lives nearby, was coming to celebrate the end of his trial.

The “Get out of Jail for Free” party was soon underway, with the Mayor’s supporters, a versatile conservative crowd and even some reporters who covered, or not, the trial.

Good times.

I’m glad I had pork.

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