Tuesday, November 24, 2009


The creative minds at Forbidden Peak have once again stumbled across a recipe worthy of introduction to the masses. Forbidden KGB is a Kolsch style ale with some very special additions- fresh Devil's Club Buds and Spruce Tips. The crew at FPB went on an ingredient gathering mission this past May in SE Alaska to investigate some local flavors for our beer. Devil's Club is in the ginseng family and has been a valuable source of medicinal qualities for SE residents for ages. Eaten raw, the buds have a flavor described as a "spicy celery". The crew wasn't sure a spicy celery beer would taste all that great, but after extensive testing the perfect compliment for Devil's Club was discovered - Spruce Tips. The two flavors combine to create an impressively smooth but flavorful Kolsch style ale. Forbidden KGB is an easy drinker but with enough kick to keep you warm after a long day on the slopes.

Since the introduction of KGB, we have received many inquiries into the origin of the name. There is a very strong Russian influence here in Alaska (you may recall from our Seward's Ice Box story that the US purchased Alaska from Russia) and Russians helped write the story of Alaska's exposure to the rest of the world. Without further ado, here is the story:

Late one evening, amongst the rising mist, Nikolai Ludsveg set out from his small village in Eastern Russia on the vessel “Zharkiy”. Nikolai who days earlier had been jobless and broke was hired by the infamous "Cheka" which was then known as the KGB. His mission was simple: cross the Bering Strait, turn right, follow the coastline and travel many miles until hitting Juneau, Alaska the capital city of the new Alaska. Nikolai was then to infiltrate the community under false pretenses and spy on the state and federal government up close, as the Cheka had few men posted on the eastern seaboard who had yet to see much American activity.

Nikolai immersed himself in the small community and took a job bartending at the Lucky Lady. Nikolai used the bartending gig to learn about this “American culture” and found that bar goers were very open to discuss their most intimate secrets after only a few drinks. One frisky December night, Nikolai met two large men from Skagway and the three fellows talked for hours about beer. Though Nikolai had no brothers of his own, he felt a deep connection with these two new friends and felt a brotherly bond with them. His new friends Squatch and Skookum were upstanding businessman in the Southeast area and well connected in political arenas. Nikolai found them to be a host of information and their monthly poker games held in the basement bar in a hotel called the Bergmann gathered a number of political types. Nikolai soon learned his real love was for America and beer, which caused his weekly dispatches to slip and he eventually quit sending them to Moscow altogether. Spying on the boring and corrupt Alaskan political landscape was of little interest to Nikolai in this new world. The intelligence officials at the KGB quickly wrote him off as dead and laughed at how the dimwit had once tried to explain how beer was more delectable than vodka.

After several months Skookum and Squatch made a business proposal to Nikolai as they sought to expand their brewery operations to the capital city and with Nikolai’s love for brewing he made a perfect match as the plant manager. The most famous beer during his reign was created with Nikolai’s favorite local ingredient- Devil’s Club. Nikolai would often traverse the peaks of SE Alaska carrying only a canteen of water or beer and a satchel filled with Devil’s Club Buds. Nikolai swore these “killer green buds” (Devil’s club buds were and still are called this due to the difficulty in harvesting them off the spiky stalks) had powers to heal aching muscles and gave him energy when he tired.

Remnants of Nikolai's family recently contacted FPB with stories of the signature beer of Nikolai's, which he appropriately named "KGB" (as a secret hint about the true origins of his adventures). Although unable to unearth the original recipe, the creative minds at FPB brainstormed additions to a Kolsch style ale that would put Nikolai's stamp on it. Using detailed tasting logs of the original recipe, the crew is satisfied that old Nikolai would be proud of this latest creation.

So raise your glass with a Forbidden KGB, realizing that sometimes, just like this beer and Nikolai there is more to the story than meets the eye. Cheers and as always remember, BEER IS FUN.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

FPB in Argentina

Forbidden Peak Brewery has now hit South America, thanks to John and his adventures in Argentina!

Hola Forbidden Peak,

Living the large life down here....after a couple weeks of hiking around Patagonia I´m finally back to a place with a decent Internet connection. Here are the pics with my FPB gear so far. First two are at Torres del Paine National Park in southern Chile. Last one is in the Fitz Roy mountains of southern Argentina. Both places are in in what´s classified as Patagonia. Rugged terrain, that's for sure. No sight of the Jaeger Squirrel but I did catch faint tracks of the elusive StrohChilla. One month down, one to go.


John is currently trying to secure a summer internship working on foreign beer relations in Columbia, trying to obtain for Forbidden Peak our first official militant guerilla army - we wish him luck!! If he makes it back with a camera intact, we'll be sure to pass on those pics as well.

As always, send your pictures, stories, and questions to ForbiddenPeak@gmail.com.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Forbidden Pumpkins 2009

The 2009 Forbidden Pumpkin Carving Contest was a smashing success! Both the Juneau and Seattle branches hosted the event and we even had a couple mail in efforts. As usual, the FPB related pumpkins took home the glory, but that's not to diminish the efforts of these other amazing works of art. Above we have the ShotGun Lager logo lady performing in style.
Above are the entries from the Juneau branch and below are the carvers hard at work.
Here are the entries from the Seattle crew:

And this is where it all began- A trip to the local pumpkin farm to select the potential big winner. Selecting the perfect pumpkin can be a difficult task and we noted that people who grabbed two or three generally seemed more pleased and took half the time than those searching for the "one". This particular farm feeds their pumpkins a combination of water, milk, and beer. The pumpkins seemed healthy and happy, so obviously a great combination.

Some find the beautiful flawless orange pumpkins, but others have a different perspective......

The Forbidden Peak Mountain Monster pumpkin received the unique pumpkin award this year. It was clearly the creepiest entry and deserved recognition.
Thanks to everyone for continuing the great tradition. We look forward to besting these next year!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

FPB Goes to Vermont!

Our latest FPB expedition took the road less traveled and wandered into Vermont to see the amazing fall colors and explore the Maple Syrup industry. Dave and Cindy stopped to spread the word and extend the FPB family while on duty. Here's what our adventurous crew had to say:

Two FPB "elders" ventured to Vermont recently to check on New England family members and determine their suitability for FPB connectivity. They are shown below.

We noticed a family resemblence to those in the attached photos documenting these travels.

While one or two bottles of fairly decent Vermont Long Trail Ale brews and other local micros were heartily sampled, it can be attested that none compared with the fine elixers produced under the supervision of our beloved Forbidden Peak crew.

The maple sap extraction lines created for lively "Entrapment" style manuevering. Maple syrup in beer? A new venture perhaps.

We are pleased to report that the Vermont side of the family passed the FPB criteria that "beer is fun" - their family tradition is that "Saturday is for beer".

Thanks Cindy & Dave!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Forbidden Peak Crashes Munich & Oktoberfest!

The Forbidden Family made its way across the Atlantic Ocean and over to Munich, Germany for the true/ original Oktoberfest. It's a lot like how you would imagine it, only about 10 times better! Above Mike, Justin, Skye, the Steve's (Wisconsin), Sara, and Anya took over the "Von Wolfstein" table after finishing round 1. Everyone at your table and at each table around you soon becomes friends or at least good drinking buddies.

The first night of our Oktoberfest adventure found us exhausted from our journey. We mustered up enough energy to wander into the Oktoberfest grounds and immediately got our second wind. After consuming meter long sausages we wandered into one of the Paulaner tents. A couple liters later and we were right smack in the middle of the party. Though we were a little slow on German the first night, we slowly began to pick up on it when bier related.

Day 2: The crew got up early and set up camp in front of the Schottenhamel tent (tent really doesn't do these custom wood structures justice). We were told to get there at 8 AM in order to ensure that we got a table. So, we did. They began letting us in at 9:30. Once inside the empty tent we were told to find the open seating section. We later learned that this is the "not reserved" section. About 90% of tables in the tents are reserved. After scrambling around like clueless Americans (we were not alone) we discovered that the open seating area is right in the middle of the tent, below the band. Unfortunately, we were a little slow and ended up sitting at a reserved table. After several discussions with locals, we decifered that it is okay to sit at these tables until around 3, at which time they are cleared for the folks with reservations. As I mentioned earlier we were at the "Von Wolfstein" table. Not quite Wolfhouse, but pretty darn close. The beer began flowing at 10 AM (not noon as we were told) and it made for one awesome/ long day. After a few beers, the FPB crew decided it was time to spread the word....

After feeling a bit out of place in our outfits, we inquired with some of the locals as to where we might find some clothes that would help us "blend in". With smashing success, we were able to return to the Oktoberfest grounds in fine form for our third and final visit.

We also spent a day exploring Munich and the other beer gardens they had to offer. The famous HofbrÀuhaus is basically a year round Oktoberfest style drinking hall.

Hirschgarten was our next stop. Awesome place that has so many people and so much beer that they have a little cart that wanders around to pick up all the liter glassware. Then we visited a few beer gardens in the English Garten (the famed Munich surf spot). We learned not to just pick up the 1/2 liter beers, as some are infused with Sprite (which they sometimes call Lemonade). Not good, so to be safe we stuck with drinking liters.

We also visited FC Bayern Munich's stadium- really cool building and what do you know, they have beer served everyday there. In conclusion you can pretty much have a beer anywhere in Munich, but the best place is, of course, Oktoberfest.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009


The "We were here, we drank beer" adventures continue!

Forbidden Peak Brewery is proud to sponsor one of the most extreme adventurists of the modern era, Mr. John B, on a solo quest to find the true meaning of Beer is Fun. John's mission has been long, and it has been difficult, and it is our duty to report on the adventures of a true beer fan. John's adventures have been so extensive that we had to break the blog post into two segments...

Our hero began in Bellingham, Washington, with a glimmer in his eye and a Forbidden Peak Brewery beanie on this head.
A stop in Bend, Oregon found our friends at Deschutes Brewery and Mirror Pond, the lake namesake of their pale ale.

Friends, do NOT try this next one at home. John and his skilled team of safari guides were able to get close enough to a relative of the JaegerSquirrel surveying his territory over Crater Lake.

John then headed east for a stop at the Grand Canyon. Extensive measurements here determined that, indeed, it is easier to jump over a camp fire after drinking a JaegerSquirrel Porter.
Next stop, Zion National Park in Utah. John is convinced this is where Squatch comes to vacation during the summer months, but unfortunately we were not able to confirm this with a sighting.

It turns out that there is no better way to recuperate from a long trip of adventuring and drinking than a pristine view of Wyoming Lake... while drinking.

While not quite as tasty as Forbidden Peak, Grand Teton in Wyoming is a pretty respectable mountain. Here is where John collected the actual hair of the Yeti for our inspirational espresso stout.
In the end, it was time for a nice evening at a classy establishment in Deer Lodge, Montana. I mean seriously, who doesn't love to spend time in Deer Lodge?
By the way, John recommends avoiding the "VIP" room at this particular casino...

Thanks John!! We'll catch up with you soon when you head a little farther south for your next adventure!
Our "We were here, we drank beer" photo campaign strikes again!

Forbidden Peak Brewery gear is popping up all over the world and we're going to be posting some of our recent favorites over the next few days. We're also close to awarding our first annual Forbidden Peak Brewery "We were here, we drank beer" FPB Ambassador of the Year award!

First, one of our East coast reps made an expedition to the Dominican Republic. FPB is lucky to have quite a loyal fan base in Boston... thanks Ben!

Dear Brewers of Forbidden Peak,

First: Congratulations on your recent achievements! Nothing makes me more proud (or thirsty) then seeing awards thrust upon such skilled brewers.

Second: I would like to share a picture with you. These were taken along the distant coast of Punta Cana, Dominican Republic while exploring the Caribbean for warm weather during the cold New England winter. While we were able to forage sufficient food from the buffet, our thirsts were difficult to quench for lack of Forbidden Peak behind the bar. In hopes of spreading the word I flew the Forbidden Peak flag on the beach as it was pumelled by a fierce hurricaine...or rather a mild tropical storm....well, maybe a strong sea breeze...(it was quite windy).

Keep up the good work and be sure to tell me as soon as your distribution extends to the metro Boston area.



Monday, June 1, 2009

Northern Exposure

The crew at Forbidden Peak just returned from an exciting adventure up North in Haines, Alaska, for the 17th Annual Great Alaskan Craft and Homebrew Festival. The extended weekend gave the brewery some quality time to spread the good word of FPB. Forbidden Peak Brewery unveiled our new line of clothing- Skookum's Gold. The shirts were a huge hit and it turns out, so was the beer. A few of the staples and a few new beers snuck in and landed some hardware. Here are Forbidden Peak Brewery's awards from the GACHF:
AukNess Amber: Gold Medal, English Brown & Porter Category (Brown Porter)
Meh Teh's Vengeance Vanilla Stout: Gold Medal, Fruit/ Herb/ Spice/ Smoked Category
Seward's Ice Box: Gold Medal, Light Hybrid Category (Koelsch)
Ring of Fire Pale Ale: Silver Medal, American Ale (Pale Ale)
Son of a Fitch Belgian White: Silver Medal, Witbier
McGinnis Marzen: Bronze Medal, Lager (Marzen/ Oktoberfest)
Red Storm Red Ale: Bronze Medal, Amber Hybrids, English Pale ales, Scottish and Irish ales (Irish Red Ale)
Three Sheets IPA: Bronze Medal, IPA (English IPA)
Hair of the Yeti Espresso Stout: Bronze Medal, Fruit/ Herb/ Spice/ Smoked Ale

A few of the FPB Brew Crew Members snuck out early to compete in the King Slammin 5K run. They represented well, breaking into the top 10 and energizing the rest of the crew.

Thanks to the entire FPB Crew who contributed to the brewing, bottling, tasting, and inspiration for all of our award winning brews!

Stay tuned into the store as the Skookum's Gold line of shirts (t-shirts, long sleeve t-shirts, and hooded sweatshirts) will be available for purchase in the next week or two.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Marin County Welcomes FPB!

A recent marketing trip to San Francisco has revealed that yes, people do drink more than just martini's in the city. A group of adventurers/ FPB beer lovers took a day trip up to Marin County to tackle the Mount Tam Loop Trail, from Pantoll to Stinson Beach and back. The 7.3 mile hike takes you down 1,600 feet in elevation through waterfalls, redwoods, Douglas Firs, Oaks, grasslands, canyons, with plenty of scenic views. The hike is rated an 8 out of 10 in difficulty so be sure you plan accordingly before attempting to tackle the hike. The crew took a quick minute to wave the FPB flags and enjoy the beautiful weather.
Sara, Skye, Carolyn, Conor, Mike, Justin, Ariana, Kevin, and Anya claim Mt. Tamalpais in the name of Forbidden Peak Brewery.

Just north of San Francisco's Golden Gate is Mount Tamalpais. It has redwood groves and oak woodlands with a spectacular view from the 2,571-foot peak. When the fog hasn't descended on the area, visitors can see the Farallon Islands 25 miles out to sea, the Marin County hills, San Francisco and the bay, hills and cities of the East Bay, and Mount Diablo. On rare occasions, the Sierra Nevada's snow-covered mountains can be seen 150 miles away and even rarer the magnificent silhouette of Forbidden Peak is said to appear in brief glimpses.
Coastal Miwok Indians lived in the area for thousands of years before Europeans arrived. In 1770, two explorers named the mountain La Sierra de Nuestro Padre de San Francisco, which was later changed to the Miwok word Tamalpais. With the Gold Rush of 1849, San Francisco grew and more people began to use Mount Tamalpais for recreation. Trails were developed and a wagon road was built. Later, a railway was completed and became known as "The Crookedest Railroad in the World." It was abandoned in 1930 after a wildfire damaged the line. No one knows for sure how the fire started, but the destruction of the railroad line did take place during the time when the "League of Shadows" was known to have a presence in the area.

Brewmaster Skye does a test run on "the ladder".

Carolyn & Conor pose with a view of Stinson Beach in the background. Further down the trail was a friend of Squatch's Uncle (Fear Liath). The bagpiper was working on his lung capacity and agreed to play us a tune as a we marched up the Steep Ravine portion of the trail.
After the adventure the crew headed back into the big city via the famous Golden Gate Bridge.

Where will the "We Were Here, We Drank Beer" campaign takes us next?