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Saturday,
April 12. Great Lakes Brewing Co. of Cleveland held a reception
at Carmichaels Steak House (1052 W. Monroe) to introduce the brewery's
Eliot Ness Amber Lager to the Chicago area. The date of the launch
was chosen to correspond with what would have been Ness's 100th
birthday, although Ness's birthday was actually April 19.
The
event was a fancy affair, a reception not open to the public. I
found that I like going to a private reception to drink beer. It
kind of makes the food and drinks taste a little better. I figured
my ripped jeans and hippie tie-dyed shirt wouldn't be appropriate
so I did the loafer-kakis thing, topping it off with my old bomber
jacket and my fedora. The fedora is over 60 years old, made in Italy.
It belonged to my grandfather, who had an affinity for hats that
were made by the best in the business. It's still in great shape.
Better shape than my grandfather, who has been rotting underground
in a coffin since 1975.
"Hey,
nice hat!" said a guest as he tried to decide whether to try
the Eliot Ness or the Dortmunder draft.
"Thanks,"
I replied. "It belonged to my grandfather."
"Does
he know you have it?
"He's
dead."
"Oh,
sorry, " he laughed. I love conversations like that.
Established
in Cleveland in 1988, Great Lakes Brewing Co. chose to settle in
a neighborhood that was once the heart of Cleveland's brewing industry.
The company's brew pub and brewery found a home in a century-old
Victorian building that featured the city's oldest mahogany bar
where beer had been served to Midwesterners for over 125 years.
It was originally called The Market Tavern.
According
to a popular legend, lawman Eliot Ness (A Chicago native who later
moved to Cleveland) was responsible for the bullet holes that still
catch many an eye in the Great Lakes brew pub. Eliot Ness Amber
Lager-his namesake brew created by Great Lakes Brewing Co.-has won
national and international acclaim. I loved it. Dark and rich, like
a Gold Coast hooker. Not a namby-pamby beer like those featured
in popular television commercials. The type of beer that I can drink
at least four bottles of before I need to go to the can. That's
how to really judge a good beer.
Carmichael's
put out a nice spread for the event. Several types of cheeses and
grapes in one area. Delicious crackers spread out in a basket nearby.
Vegetables with dip perched on another level. The waitresses made
rounds with trays of fried artichokes and skewers of some type of
meat. And, last but not least, the shrimp. Tons of them. I nibbled
a little, but once I start drinking, food doesn't really interest
me. Cigarettes do. Smoking was allowed so I lit up and surveyed
the scene.
There
were huge black and white photographs, at least six feet by six
feet, on the wall. The photos were of Chicago during its earlier
days. Perfect for an Eliot Ness birthday party. The only thing missing
was Ness's corpse in a coffin, holding a bottle of this namesake
lager.
The
founders and co-owners of Great Lakes Brewing Co. are Patrick and
Daniel Conway. Patrick Conway's love affair with beer began while
he was bartending to get through graduate school at the University
of Chicago and continues when, after graduating, he left for Europe
and enjoyed his own informal tour of the small breweries there.
Returning to the U.S. to teach in Chicago, he became convinced that
Americans were gravitating toward the European-style Beers that
he so admired.
A
native Clevelander with a passion for the city that equals his passion
for beer, he went back to his hometown to pursue his dream of opening
the first craft brewery in Ohio.
I
talked to Conway about the Eliot Ness Amber Lager. The first thing
I wanted to know was why he named an alcoholic beverage after the
fed who busted down breweries and tried to put an end to bootlegging.
Why not name it after Al Capone? After all, Capone was the one who
kept the beer flowing in Chicago during Prohibition. The answer
was simple:
"My
mother, Margaret Conway, worked with Ness in Cleveland as his stenographer,"
Conway explained.
"Oh."
That put an end to my bashing of Ness. If I were alive and of drinking
age during the Prohibition era I would have been rooting for the
bootleggers, not the federal agents. In my book all they were doing
was busting up a good party.
"Ness
called my mother one day to go with him to take notes of the deathbed
confession of a mobster." Conway continued. "On the way
over, the mobster died. They never got the confession, but my mother
was kind of glad. She wondered about what would have happened if
she was one of the only ones who knew what the mobster had said
right before he kicked off. Her life could have been in danger.
She was only 19!
Well,
now I had a new respect for Patrick Conway. Not only was his Eliot
Ness Lager an excellent lager indeed, but his mother worked for
Ness. This wasn't just some guy trying to capitalize on a famous
name that he drew out of a hat.
Eliot
Ness died of a heart attack on May 5, 1957. His book, The Untouchables,
was published posthumously. Since then, the story of Ness and his
nemesis Al Capone has been the focus of the 1950's television series
The Untouchables, which was great, and of the 1987 Kevin
Costner movie of the same name. Costner sucked in the role, but
that was mostly due to David Mamet's pussy-like writing of the Ness
character. "Let's do good," and stupid lines like that.
I've never like Costner anyway. I sat two seats down from him at
lunch one day during the shooting of The Untouchables while
he was giving a magazine interview. He was a little too full of
himself. Robert Stack did a much better, tougher portrayal, although
not true to life. That was left for Mamet and Costner to bore me
with.
I
wonder which portrayal the real Eliot Ness would have preferred?
It's tough to say. But who really cares about Eliot Ness the lawman?
Let's drink to Ness the Lager! It's soon to be found in bars and
stores around Chicago.
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