Posted By Braumeister on October 19, 2009
It was with great sadness that I learned this week of the most untimely death of Greg Noonan. Greg was born in 1951, when there was really no such thing as craft brewing in the United States. Greg changed that, forever.
I first met Greg in the early 90s, when he was in the process of perfecting his recipe for a Scotch Ale. That’s a style of beer, known by many names, that showcases the malt content of an ale like no other. The equivalent on the lager side would be a German doppelbock, but the Scotch Ale is considerably harder to get “right” than a doppelbock.
The beers Greg was making back then were the most amazing examples of the style I had ever tasted, and I still smile when I think of how magnificent they were. His book, Scotch Ale, came out in 1993, and is deceptively simple. Only 128 pages, plus three appendices, an index, and a glossary, but just as a great Scotch Ale distills the essence of the malt, his book was perfectly designed to convey the essentials of how to brew one. He covered the history, the essential brewing information, and provided a number of recipes to help any brewer put the theory into practice.
That would have been enough to ensure Greg’s place in brewing lore, but it was only a sideline. His real fame came from another book, Brewing Lager Beer (1986), later revised and reissued as New Brewing Lager Beer (1996). This is a comprehensive treatise on the production of lager beers, based largely on German brewing experience, but supplemented with the best information available from everywhere.
I have met homebrewers, brewpub brewers, and even microbrewery brewers who have confessed to being intimidated by the wealth of detail in Greg’s books. There’s no reason for them to be ashamed; his complete mastery of his craft is evident on every page.
But to talk about about Greg’s books is to short-change him. He was so much more than an author. He founded (in 1988) a brewpub in Vermont that essentially defined craft brewing to not only the populace within range of his establishment, but to hordes of beer pilgrims who made the trek to Burlington with two intentions: to taste the great, innovative beers, and to (possibly) get the chance to meet the man himself.
I wrote this entry with the intention of showing why I feel Greg will be missed. The fact is that there are so many more reasons than I have given, that this is really a non-issue. Greg was one of a kind. His passing leaves a hole that no one can really ever fill.
If you’re ever in the area, I highly recommend that you visit the pub he founded. It’s at 144 College Street, Burlington, Vermont. It’s open from 11 am every day. There is a line on their website: All of our beers are unpasteurized, unfiltered, and unadulterated. We brew with artisanal imported malts and fresh hops, and we do not cheapen the product by rushing the process. We are famous for a reason: Quality. That pretty much sums up the philosophy Greg brought to his brewing.
I will miss Greg terribly. So will a very large number of other “beer people.”
Rest in peace, my friend. You lived your life to the benefit of your fellow man.
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