Monday, July 9, 2012

Fraternal Order of Orioles and Grand Opening for Dahlia's Pour House


Dahlia's Grand Opening!
I had a Syrian Hamster which I named “Otis” as a child. Others in my school had acquired hamsters as pets, so I wanted to be counted among those lucky and popular students tending to a small cute furry rodent at home.

Several of my schoolmates were blessed by the gods to have a mated couple and I was astounded at how often they announced their “herd” had multiplied. Unaware of the process which generates young hamsters, I mentioned my fascination to my mother. She quickly explained this process – and … um … well, “mechanisms and mechanics” so that I had a vague and disconcerting knowledge of hamsterian procreation.

She went on to explain a “gestation period” - where young are carried and nurtured until birth … another unsettling reality formed in my mind as I learned from her humans do the same … and then she just threw out the factoid that some hamsters have a gestation period of only a little over two weeks.

Two weeks? … even at my tender young age, two weeks was nothing – not even waiting for Christmas Eve – or the next Cabbage Patch Kids release.

Stepping hesitantly further into my growing awareness, I asked about humans … nine months? … you're kiddin' me, right? … wow, that's WAY too long ...”

Of course, my inquisitive mind led me to ask the obvious following question - “Well, after the gestation period, what happens?” … (okay, so the baby hamsters come out) … “How, where? ...” … (??? … ??? … !!!) …” … (*stifled scream*)

No way I was going to lead our discussion into the human realm for this aspect of genetic transfer from that point forward, but as the years passed, I became wiser, reading where good ol' Eve caused us all pain in childbirth due to not following directions. So, labor pains signal the end of the gestation period. (By the way, you are all welcome for the edification you are receiving – no extra charge).

As I was brushing my hair in preparation for that night's (July 6) Prowl, I was connecting these concepts with the first stop on our otherwise unplanned adventure.

Jax Beer Guy approves!
The first stop was going to be a visit to the debut of Dahlia's Pour House (904.860.5451) opening that evening at 2695 Post Street, next to Park Place and across the street from The Garage in Riverside.

The reason for the association between Dahlia's and reproduction was the gestation period and labor pains I previously mentioned. Owners Andrea and Kris have certainly had a long gestation period – they have fought long and hard to acquire the location, renovate the building and secure the necessary permits from the City and I was SO excited their “baby” was about to be born. I wanted to be there – in the visitation room – to admire their “offspring”, take a few photos, shake the hands of the proud parents and make the usual comments on how much it looks like both of them but highly favors Andrea. Knowing that newborns have pointy heads for awhile, you look past that, realizing in a few days the new one will start taking shape and bringing joy to all those around it.

The estimated time of opening was reportedly 7:00 pm with caveats about opening-day last-minute details possibly causing a slight delay, so we decided to arrive there around 7:15.

Companion was able to pull The Beast into a parking spot right in front of the establishment, and as he did so, we saw Springfield Brew Crew (and newly self-proclaimed “The Jax Beer Guy”) seated on a bar stool inside. A few other people were hustling around, obviously still in mid-preparation for opening hour.

85 taps of deliciousness at Dahlia's Pour House
We entered and went to greet Marc, who was now arranging pint glasses on the shelves below the 85 taps being featured by Dahlia's Pour House. It turned out Marc had been there for a little while, assisting Kris and Andrea with last-minute duties for opening night   I think I then saw something fly from behind me and land on the backside of the keg room behind the bar. (What was that, I wondered?)

We spoke a little with Marc about how things were coming together and Kris soon made his appearance from the keg room and said hello. I mentioned to Kris that I felt like they were at the “labor pains” stage, where the head and one shoulder of the baby have appeared – and just one last push would be all that was left to be done. Marc said something like “Ewww … “ but that's understandable – since he's officially a “Guy”.

We then told them all we would return after Dahlia's actually opened later that evening - which they guessed would be around 9:00 pm.

Our “sort-of” plans had been to visit a certain restaurant for the first time, but then I remembered we had been invited to a rather unique bar / private club that weekend - by a lovely young girl who works there – during a  recent Prowl-stop at Stogies Cigar Bar in St. Augustine. I wasn't all that hungry, so I suggested on our way to this club, we stop first at Taps Bar & Grill in Fleming Island, on the way in the direction we had decided to travel.

Companion confirmed fuel and liquid levels in The Beast, secured the trailing net to catch falling parts and started the gallop south.

As we headed down County Road 220 from US 17, we turned a little prematurely and found ourselves one shopping center away from Taps. As we slowly drove through the parking lot, I noticed Osaka Grill & Sushi Buffet (1545 County Road 220 – 904.278.8388) – a place of which I had no previous awareness.

I announced my find to companion in a very subtle way, screaming … “STOP! … LOOK! … another sushi buffet! … do you wanna try it?!!!

Amazing how companion can maneuver The Beast on two wheels – as he quickly turned the truck around in the parking lot and brought it to rest in a parking spot close to the front.

We were surprised at how small the crowd was as we entered, but we assumed it was because it was close to 7:45 pm, the dinner crowd probably gathering there earlier.

Pleasantly greeted, we were offered a table not too far from the buffet. Although I noted they indeed sell beer, I knew the evening held ample brew-related opportunities. Regardless, ice water with lemon is my preferred choice at this genre of restaurant

Sushi Chef “David”  was very gracious and offered to make us anything we wanted. He noticed I was gravitating toward a roll with roe on top, confirmed that I like roe and then offered to make us Tobiko, a seaweed wrapped wad of fish eggs in our choice of red, orange or yellow roe. Companion and I both selected red and made our way to other parts of the buffet. David was kind enough to bring his creations to us – something I have never experienced! … what great customer service! ...

We have found only a couple of acceptable buffets of this type around the Greater Jax area thus far but I believe the sushi here at Osaka Grill and Sushi Buffet is my favorite. The specially prepared Tobiko was delicious and fresh – as was all the other sushi I selected. Companion had sushi and some of the rice, chicken and beef offerings typically presented at other Asian-themed buffets and he said they were very good, as well. Although the selection is less than at some other establishments, they had what WE like and I'll definitely be back!

Many thanks to David and the rest of the staff at  Osaka Grill and Sushi Buffet for an enjoyable first experience and initial stop on this Jax Brew Bitch Prowl.

Osaka Grill & Sushi Buffet


Stuffed beyond reason, we were able to squeeze our bloated selves back into The Beast for the short ride over to Taps Bar and Grill. Reaching that destination within a couple of minutes, we were pleased to find a parking spot right in front.

Entering, we were cheerfully greeted by two pretty and friendly young women and we passed on being seated, preferring spots at the bar. As we approached the bar, we noticed it was completely full and many of the nearby tables were taken, as well.

After a few minutes, we decided to leave, since I really wanted to sit at the bar and have some discussion with the bartenders about their available beer and upcoming events / specials.

I was not aggravated, by the way – it was Friday evening around 8:30 pm, so it was not surprising this popular place was crowded! … I'll return to Taps Bar & Grill soon.

We once again loaded ourselves into The Beast, engaged Maggie, our trusty GPS to help us find our way and started our journey to the St. John's River Nest of the Fraternal Order of Orioles (9155 County Road 13 North – St. Augustine – 904.814.8298).

Informing us about this oddly-named bar had been one of the bartenders, lovely Pamela, when we met her at Stogies in St. Augustine a week earlier as I mentioned above (see upcoming blog post about that Prowl).

The Fraternal Order Orioles is a social organization that was organized in August 1910. It is comprised of men and women who want to make a difference in their respective communities by serving the community in a variety of ways. On the local level, Nests and Auxiliaries sponsor various fund raising events for members and their families; provide food for the needy during the holidays; support local projects, such as the YMCA/YWCA, rehabilitation centers, hospice care, etc.; award scholarships to members or their immediate family members so they can continue their education; as well as participate in many other functions.

This private-membership club (only $10 per year per person) is located near the extremity of World Golf Village, along the rather “backwoodsy” stretch of County Road 13 North. As Maggie updated us on our relative position to “The Nest”, I saw little in the way of … anything … that is, in regards to development. However, a lighted sign up ahead held our interest until we were able to confirm we had indeed reached the place.

The building appears to be an older former honky-tonk or biker bar – nothing wrong with either two, by the way – and as we entered, it was apparent an update had been applied to the interior in the not-too-distant past.

Two pool tables, dart boards, cornhole and a foosball table were arranged on the right wall, the bar on the left and a cooler, restrooms and staff area (obviously former kitchen) took up the back wall space.

The bar was huge and I was excited to see Pamela was working that evening! … she ran over and graciously and enthusiastically greeted us, thanking us for coming in.

We selected two seats on the close side of the lengthy wrap-around style bar, although half a dozen tables or so are available, as well. There are also a couple of tables outside for those wishing to enjoy a smoke since no smoking is allowed within the premises.

Pamela, JBB and Rob
The atmosphere was fresh and upbeat and the powerful sound system was impressively belting out classic rock hits with newer songs peppered in. The lighting is appropriate and soothing to the eyes. There are five flat-screens allowing customers to relax and watch their favorite game while enjoying a beer or selection from the fully-stocked liquor bar!

The large cooler along the rear wall held 118 different types of beer that evening, though typically the bar offers more than 120. There are currently 14 taps with more on the way. But that wasn't the beer-reason I was there that evening. Pamela had mentioned her companion Pat and coworker Rob were combining efforts and talents to brew their own beer, available from the Fraternal Order of Orioles for a donation. Plans are underway to make the brewing “official” with no set ETA at the present time. I wanted to try the brews prepared by a couple of those “lean and hungry” entrepreneurs I have mentioned before!

Fraternal Order of Orioles own brewed
Oatmeal Milk Stout and Lighter IPA
Companion and I selected the following:

“Oatmeal Milk Stout” – wow … deep impressive flavor – smile inducing, eye-opening taste! … hurry to make sure you get some of this!

“Lighter IPA” -  … good hop jolt which Rob informed companion was a reduced-hop IPA to make it more palatable … I bet they could peddle both! … good stuff!

They also had a Scottish Ale and a Blackberry Lager – but I assume all the above are in somewhat limited quantities and the style can vary based upon what these two guys have in their mind.

I also ordered a draft offering of Left Hand Brewing Company's Good JuJu described on their website, “Fresh ginger kisses the lithe malty body, copulating with the hop in this pale ale ancestor. Emancipate yourself from the dead of winter, none but the vernal equinox can free the light. A refreshing frivolity. Hey mon. Shuccha fwangaa! Better a witch doctor than a trouble maker. Quit yor’ bitchin’ an’ get to witchin’. “ - Note: 4.5% ABV & 20 IBUs

We met Rob's significant other (Brittany) during the previously mentioned earlier Prowl in St. Augustine and she is every bit as sweet and friendly as Pamela and Rob. Although we have never met Pat, since he fits in with the other three so well, he must have the same temperament and be a wonderful young man.

Here are some particulars about this “Nest”, which is open 365 days per year!:

Hours
Monday through Thursday – 4:00 pm until midnight
Friday – 4:00 pm until 2:00 am
Saturday & Sunday – Noon until 2:00 am

Note: if there are patrons still inside at closing time, staff stays until they depart.

Since it is a private membership club, you must fill out an official application and pay $10 to join. Membership entitles you to purchase from the “Nest”. As a member, you can bring as many visitors as you wish – and they do NOT have to join – but a member MUST pay for everything purchased. Companion and I both joined to show our support but we doubt if either would visit without the other.

Pamela and Rob offered a tour of the rear deck outside the bar where a fire-pit will soon be added, along with some additional seating. Overlooking undeveloped area for now, it will be a fantastic place to sit and enjoy the “flora and fauna” during pleasant weather.

The restrooms are updated, well-stocked and clean,.

During our visit there, we also got to enjoy a:

Chocolate Covered Pretzel Shot
Chocolate-Covered Pretzel Shot – so intriguing a name, we had to try it. Pinnacle Whipped Cream Codka and Frangelico in shot glass rimmed with salt, it definitely tasted like a chocolate-covered pretzel – with a kick!

and

 (graciously offered by fellow-patron Brian)

Shot of Goldschlager … *ahem* … (somebody said something about drinking Goldschlager and being able to produce Rolex watches … when I inquired further, I turned to companion and told him I had no idea Rolex watches were manufactured in that manner)

Left Hand Brewing's Good JuJu
What an enjoyable time we spent at St. John's River Nest of the Fraternal Order of Orioles ! … the time flew by and we were surprised at the lateness of the hour. Since we STILL wanted to swing by the Riverside hour before Last Call, we bid farewell to Pamela and Rob and the group of fellow-patrons still enjoying themselves there at the “Nest”.

According to a Chinese proverb, “A bird sings not because it has an answer – it sings for it has a song”.  Jacksonvillians, the song you hear coming from your neighbor to the south is the “Song of Welcome” being  sung ever so sweetly by the St. John's River Nest of the Fraternal Order of Orioles. Grab your loved one or a group of friends and make a very special night of it by visiting – and making yourselves at home – in the “Nest”

My sincere appreciation to Pamela for informing us about the “Nest”, to Rob and Pat for some delicious brews and to Pamela and Rob for providing an exciting and memorable visit on this very special and unique Jax Brew Bitch Prowl!


To view more photos from the St. John's River Nest of the Fraternal Order of Orioles, visit the link below:
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Fraternal Order of Orioles

Left Hand Brewing Company


If we traveled quickly, we calculated we could make it back to Dahlia's Pour House a little after 1:00 am, so Maggie got us out to I-95 and companion spurred The Beast to expedite the trip back to the Riverside area.

Arriving a little past 1:00 am in the Riverside area, we were able to find a parking place on King Street, not far away. Approaching Dahlia's front door, we were met by John, my first Beer Bud (and beer sensei) and Kat, my original and beautiful Ale Angel.

John and Kat excused themselves to find some food across the street at The Garage and companion and I presented our IDs and entered.

Swamp Head Brewery Darkwater and
Florida Beer Company's Swamp Ape IPA
I could see Andrea hustling about as she was overseeing the activities that evening. We found two seats at the bar and I soon saw Bobby (Reel F.L.A. Productions) assisting behind the bar. Bobby was buying his friends their first beer at Dahlia's that evening and we were indeed fortunate to be counted among his friends!

For our first “pours' at Dahlia's, companion and I selected the following (descriptions per the breweries' websites):

Florida Beer Company Swamp Ape IPA
“Florida Beer Swamp Ape IPA is an Imperial India Pale Ale. The fresh and lively hop character is derived from using 5 distinct varieties of hops:

·         Tettnang
·         Centennial
·         Chinook
·         Cascade
·         Amarillo

This beer has an intense hop bitterness, flavor and aroma balanced by complex alcohol flavors, moderate fruity esters and a medium malt character from the balance of 2-row, Europ and Cherry Wood Smoked.” - note” 10% ABV & 85 IBUs

Swamp Head Brewery Darkwater Floridian Dark Ale
“A dark, hoppy Floridian Dark Ale. This award winning dark ale features a rich smoothness and complex hop profile.
Blackwater Floridian Dark Ale is an American-style Black Ale at the low end of the IPA alcohol range (6.4% ABV), with an abundance of hop flavor and aroma. It represents what we consider to be an improvement on what are being called Black IPAs, or Cascadian Dark Ales, deriving its "darkness" from chocolate wheat malt rather than the bitter roasted barley used in most examples of this new style. The name is derived from Florida's "Blackwater" rivers, which are dark in tannins from the native oak trees.

Blackwater was created through a collaboration between Head Brewer Craig Birkmaier from Swap Head Brewery and Eric Luman, Head Brewer at Jacksonville's Green Room brewery. It was judged the Best Beer in Florida at the 2011 Best Florida Beer Competition.”

Bobby had prepared a playlist which was playing through Dahlia's sound system, setting an upbeat eclectic atmosphere for the evening. The layout is comfortable and the lighting matches the theme!

Kelly and Andrea
Also serving behind the bar was Kelly - efficient and friendly, I was happy she and Andrea came over to sit as their opening night was coming to an end. Kelly was gracious enough to spend some time discussing her previous work out at the beach and her friendship with Andrea of several years.

Andrea was happy with the evening, I could tell. All her hard work – in this definite labor of love – had finally paid off. I am excited for she and Kris as their new “baby” will progress from crawling to walking – and then to running the distance, every day.

Jacksonvillians – please support ($) this new destination in the Greater Jacksonville Brews & Chews community and make it a regular stop on your own prowls. Show Andrea and Kris you appreciate (as does the Jax Brew Bitch) their effort, commitment to our community and their courage in birthing a wonderful new option for brew-related activities in the Riverside area. I'm really looking forward to its first birthday – I'll bring the aspirin!

Companion unlocked my door of The Beast and I climbed in noticing there were some work papers of his which had fallen to the floorboard, so I left the door open while I retrieved them. Suddenly Tinker Beer, the Brew Fairy appeared and sat upon my knee.

How and where was I born?”, she asked.

JBB, Andrea and Kelly
“I knew it! … you were here at Dahlia's Pour House earlier this evening when I mentioned the “birth” of their establishment!', I responded.

Yes”, said Tink - “I was – and I was excited as you were, but when I heard you talking about their “baby” being born, it got me to thinking about my own beginnings … so, as I was asking before, how and where was I born?

I explained to Tink that as a Brew Fairy, she wasn't born – she came from my first beer-scented laugh - much like “ordinary” fairies come from a baby's first laugh.

“So, that makes you very special, Tink … because only my FIRST beer-scented laugh could have brought you into this world – none of my later beer-scented laughs could or will produce any other Brew Fairy.”

Tink stood and flew to the tip of my nose – kissed it – and as she flew out the door and into the night, she said,

“Whew! … Good thing! … otherwise, we'd be thick as hamsters ...”

To view more photos from Dahlia's Pour House, visit the link below:
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Dahlia's Pour House

Florida Beer Company

Swamp Head Brewery
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