I have never
been to the Guinness Storehouse. Luckily a midafternoon flight out of Dublin on
the last day of our trip to Ireland gave Patrick and I a little flexibility to
explore Dublin before we left the country. Considering the fleeting opportunity
to visit the Storehouse and the fact that Patrick had never had a Guinness before,
the decision to spend a chunk of our final moments in Ireland hanging out at a
brewery and drinking Guinness was an easy one. In turn, Patrick and I woke
early this morning to get to the Guinness Storehouse when the facility opened,
which gave us ample time to take in the history, the craft, and the beer made
famous by the lineage of brewers at the Guinness brewery.
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A little bit of heaven in downtown Dublin |
Upon
arriving at the Guinness Storehouse, Patrick and I made haste in finding the
start of the self-guided tour. After a brief introduction from a Guinness
Storehouse employee, we were set free to explore the facility and engage in
many of the interactive elements of the tour. At first, we took time to soak in
the original 9,000 year lease signed by Arthur Guinness that granted him the
right to brew beer on the property the Guinness brewery still sits today. With
the lease positioned under thick glass in the floor of the Storehouse center,
we took time to lean over the document and weigh its meaning at the heart of
the modern complex. It was clear the history of the Guinness name was important
to the more than 250 year old operation. In fact, our tour of the complex would
show routinely that this history was a point of pride for the Guinness company
and for the whole of Ireland, which made the overall experience all the more
incredible as we wandered the Storehouse grounds.
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The archive...
A sample of every guinness bottle ever produced |
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The lease |
From this
first experience, Patrick and I moved through the self-guided tour at a
relatively brisk pace. Our early arrival meant we encountered very few crowds
as we moved through the facility, which gave us time to navigate the complex as
we saw fit. While to self-guided tour provided a lot of amazing information and
amazing sights, the constant accompaniment of video screens and audio clips
made aspects of the tour a little overwhelming for the two of us. As a result,
we pressed on through the facility until we reached the fifth floor of the
Guinness Storehouse. There we encountered a woman standing at a counter before
a room with laden with Guinness displays and containing three bars with two
Guinness draught taps each. Intrigued, Patrick and I approached the counter as
we peered through the windows into the room. Acknowledging our interest, the
woman at the counter promptly addressed us. “Would the two of ye like to learn
how to pour a perfect pint of Guinness?” she asked with a smile. Patrick and I
excitedly replied we would love the opportunity, which led the woman to inform
us the facility was not quite open but would be ready in several minutes. Happy
to wait briefly for the opportunity, Patrick and I chatted for a few minutes
before the woman swung open the doors to the bar room and invited us in.
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No water, no beer. |
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Liquid (black) gold |
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Cooperage! |
Over the 15
minutes the woman from the counter explained the six steps for pouring a
perfect pint of Guinness, taking time to ensure we understood not only how, but
why, each step was critical to the flavor and experience of each pint. Now,
while reading that may come off as a gimmicky process meant to enhance the
tourist experience, let me assure you this woman knew what she was doing and
was deliberate in ensuring we knew each step before she let us get behind the
taps. Once she was confident we had the process down, she asked me to come to
the backside of the bar and make an attempt of the perfect pint. Happy to
oblige, I removed myself from my barstool and moved to the other side of the
bar.
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All to ourselves! |
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Let's do this! |
As I stood
before the tap, the woman began directing me through each step as I
poured. I did my best to absorb her
comments as I put my hands to work working the (clean, dry) glass and the
Guinness tap. Continuing, I angled the glass at a 45 degree angle underneath
the tap, opened the tap fully, filled the glass three quarters full, leveled
the glass to fill it to the top of the harp emblem, and then closed the tap. As
instructed, I set the nearly full pint down to “settle” for 119.5 seconds
before I continued to the final step in the process. As we waited, the woman
talked about the color of the beer and the changes occurring that would let us
know when it was ready for the final step. Unbeknownst to the woman, Patrick
was timing the “settling” period on a stopwatch as the woman spoke, which he
promptly stopped when she instructed me to top off the pint with a final, restricted
pour. A quick review of the stopwatch showed the beer had been settling for 121
seconds as the woman spoke. Without any knowledge of the exact time the beer
had been sitting, the Guinness employee was off by a mere 1.5 seconds by
judging the beer’s color alone. Patrick and I were floored by that discovery.
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Working the 45 |
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Certified! |
After
topping off my beer and getting decent marks on my effort, the woman invited
Patrick behind the bar to complete the process of pouring the perfect pint.
Patrick carefully repeated the steps he had observed as the woman guided him
through the process. Although we knew Patrick was pouring his first ever pint
of Guinness (at the Guinness Storehouse!), the added pressure didn’t faze him.
He completed each of the six steps flawlessly, which earned him high praise
from the Guinness employee who proceeded to tell us, “Those ones are on us”
before giving us a wink and returning to her duties at the exterior counter. Grateful
for the generosity, Patrick and I grabbed our pints and sat down at a nearby
table to enjoy our drinks. The smooth, creamy taste of the beer was welcomed
and familiar experience for me, but the moment was particularly special for
Patrick as he took his very first sip of the world famous Irish Stout. “I’ve
been waiting for this for a long time” he said as he lifted the glass to his
lips and took a drink. Pulling the glass away from his face, he paused for a
moment as he looked at the glass. “Well?” I said in anticipation, which
prompted Patrick to crack a smile. “That’s damn good!” he exclaimed before
taking another drink and setting the glass down. Sure, it was something simple
in comparison to the amazing things we had seen on our trip, but that moment
was a good one that will undoubtedly be a story both of us tell for some time
to come.
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Midway through Patrick's pour |
Patrick and
I sat for a while as we drank down the rest of our “perfect pints.” Eventually,
another group entered the facility to get their lesson on the pour, which
resulted in them having to give up their complimentary drink ticket we had been
lucky enough to retain (Thank you, awesome Guinness employee!). With our pints
empty, we decided to wander the rest of the facility before ascending to the
Skybar at the top of the Guinness Storehouse. There we grabbed our second
complimentary pint of Guinness and took in the views of Dublin and the
surrounding Wicklow mountains one last time. As we drank, we were lucky enough
to observe the Guinness master brewer, Fergal Murray, as he recorded a video
shoot for what appeared to be an upcoming update to the tour footage. As he
worked, the man poured pint after pint flawlessly, being careful to sample to
flavor of each before he began the next take. As we took the last sips of our
pints, it was the cap of an amazing experience at a highly historic brewery at
the heart of Ireland. I can’t say there is any better way we could have spent
our final moments in Ireland before making the long journey home.
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The Skybar |
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Overlooking Dublin |
After leaving the Storehouse, Patrick and I started
our route to the Dublin airport to give us more than enough time to make our
flight home. As we sat waiting to board, I reflected on our experiences over
the past week and thought about our time at the Guinness Storehouse this
morning. The magnitude of new experiences I encountered on this trip stunned me
as I recapped each day in my mind. In a week’s time I had crossed off so many
“I have never...” events it was hard for me to recall all of them. While there
were some moments and experiences that stand out more than others, every moment
of my first experience in this beautiful nation populated by amazing people
will be something that resonates through the rest of my life. In a matter of a
week, Ireland and its people have worked their way into my heart. I know I will
miss this place greatly, but I guess that just gives me a reason to find a way
back in the near future.
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