Czeching out Czech
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The Plsen Pivovar
"What admiration there was when its golden color glittered and the snow-white foam rose above it, how the drinkers rejoiced when they discovered the crisp, outstanding taste, hitherto unknown among beers."
A review of Pilsner Urquell. 1842.
Leaving Munich we drove to Plsen, the birthplace of pilsner-style beer. Our first beer there was the locally-made Gambrinus. King Gambrinus was the patron saint of beer, but brew scholars disagree about who he really was. Some people say he was Jan Primus, probably a Czech. Some say he was a Duke of Burgundy and King of Flanders. I toast both of them.
No beer-drinking pilgrimage would be complete without a visit to the Czech Republic, the birthplace of the lighter beers, that now dominate central Europe. Czechs consume more beer than any other people in the world, about a liter each a day. I helped out. By consuming a couple liters the day I was there I figure I was giving someone a break for a day.
The Gambrinus is a typical Czech beer, full-bodied and nicely bitter. It's got a nice head and strong carbonation.
We bought a Gambrinus and a Primus, another Czech beer, at a little outdoor cafe on the main square in Plsen. We couldn't find a seat, so we accepted an invitation to join an old drunk at his table. He wanted to learn some English and I wanted to learn some Czech. Mostly, I learned that he thinks the Russians should give him oral sex and I got his telephone number. His name was Milan. I also did learn the word for thank you is Yikwiu and the word for your welcome is Prosim. He also kissed Jessi on the forehead and drank out of one of our beers, so I need to get a hepatitis C test.
Then we went to the Pilsner Urquell brewery and did the tour. Went down into the cellars, where the beer ages, where it was about 50 degrees F. Got our free beers, paid homage to the geniuses who invented this type of beer, and then hit the road for Prague since we were only about an hour away from there anyway.
In Prague, we checked into a hotel and went into a bar to watch the Czechs lose to Italy in the World Cup. We again drank Gambrinus because that's what the bar had on tap.
Then in the evening we found a restaurant where we ordered a "Traditional Czech meat feast for two," and again, drank several Czech beers. We had Staropramen, Gambrinus and a couple other beers, none of which were particularly extraordinary, but all of which tasted great with our huge plate of various un-named meats.
We watched Australia play Croatia on the TV at the restaurant and couldn't finish our meal because it was a "meat-feast."