Pull Up A Stool

with Brock Wagner

Saint Arnold Brewing Co., Houston, TX

Interview by Julie Johnson Published July 2011, Volume 32, Number 3

What do you hope your fans will take away from your Moveable Yeast project?

The primary goal of the series was to demonstrate to beer lovers―who may not be as familiar with yeast as, say, homebrewers would be―how large an effect yeast has on the flavor of beer. People talk about malt and hops a lot, but yeast is kind of forgotten.

That’s what started my whole thought process. We had some extra wort from a batch of Lawnmower several years ago. We’d filled up one of our yeast propagation units, and we had some hefeweizen yeast, so we just tossed it in with the Lawnmower wort for no other reason than we didn’t want to put the wort down the drain. We let it ferment out and tasted it, and went “Wow, that’s really good.” We jokingly called it Weedwacker at the brewery.

Skip forward a few years. I think it was after a conversation about hefeweizen with somebody who didn’t understand that it was the yeast, not the wheat, that was making all that clove and banana flavor. I thought, wouldn’t it be fun to do a series that takes our regular beers and ferments them with different yeast? That way, you could have a side-by-side tasting. The reaction has been great. In fact, Weedwacker will probably come back this year as a permanent beer.

Which has been the most dramatic or the most satisfying example?

Weedwacker has been the most popular one. But my personal favorite so far [is Farmer Brown’s Ale]. We took our brown ale, and pitched it with a saison yeast. It had that nice spicy earthiness and dryness that the saison yeast gives to a beer. Something that I found interesting is that our brown ale has a little bit of a chocolaty note to it, but when it fermented with the saison yeast, that was completely absent.

Most people would have attributed the chocolate note to the malt.

Right. And certainly the malt did contribute the chocolate, but it was really the malt with our house yeast strain that gave that round, chocolaty flavor. When we switched the yeast, suddenly that malt note disappeared. I actually found it to be a delicious beer.

Saison is not a style I always turn to, because I find the yeast dryness lacks a bit of balance. The rich brown ale wort contributed some maltiness that works really well with that yeast.

Are these beers draft only, or can people get paired bottles to taste at home?

They’re only on draft. It’s possible that we’ll re-visit some of them, but it may be the others are just a one-time deal.

It’s a cool experiment. You’ve given people a very pleasurable way to learn about these differences.

I found at some places people would set  it up so they could do side-by-side, but honestly, most of the time people were just trying a single pint at a time―which was why it was important that the beers were quite tasty unto themselves. I’ve been quite pleased with the results, just because of the conversations this initiated.

I read that, in taking up brewing, you’re returning to a family tradition.

I would say that we have a long family tradition of alcohol! I don’t know of any actual brewers before myself, but if you go back four greats, my great-great-great-great grandfather was an alcohol merchant in the Alsace region of France/Germany (whoever happened to own it at that particular time). Then my great-great-great grandfather left Alsace and in 1862, I believe, he opened a bar in San Francisco. Originally, it was called Wagner’s Beer Hall. Now it’s called The Saloon. Today, it’s the oldest existing bar in San Francisco.

Is it a good beer bar?

I wouldn’t call it a beer bar. I’d call it more of a dive. If you go there during the day, you’ll have more teeth in your mouth than the entire rest of the bar. But in the evening, it’s a pretty hopping place, with great bands.

We thought it had burned in the fire after the big earthquake. But one of my aunts did some research, and found old family pictures. The street names had changed―it was DuPont Street; now it’s Grant Street. She went to that corner, checked the pictures and went “I’ll be damned. It’s the same building.”

It turns out that there had been a brothel upstairs from the bar. When the fire broke out, all the fireman took off to save the brothel, and thus the bar was saved. There’s even a door to the brothel in the bar. I’ve tried to connect our family to the brothel, but it seems that happened after the bar passed out of family hands. I like the story just the same.

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