Here's what THE Black IPA looks like, straight from its REAL home, in VERMONT: The Vermont Pub & Brewery!!!

You have the "Black IPA" nameI prefer our "Cascadian IPA's" out here in REAL beer country
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ha ha I find the battle between naming this beer funny hence the smiley faces.
Personally, I prefer to give credit to the actual creator of something, not who screams the loudest when fighting over it.![]()
Couldn't agree more.
Hypothetical question: If I were to make an IPA that was black, using hops from New Zealand, for example, why would I ever name it a "Cascadian Dark Ale"? Isn't the point of that name to describe the region the hops were grown in? Just curious...
The odds of finding the actual creator, are as slim as finding the person who originated the Sandwich.
Via WIKI
The modern sandwich is named after Lord Sandwich. Evidently John Montagu had been a very conversant gambler. He did not have time to have meal during the play, so he would ask his servants to bring him slices of meat between two slices of bread during his long hours playing at the card table. This habit became well known among his gambling friends and thus the sandwich was born.
No the point of the name is to describe the region that the beer came into prevalence. The Yakima valley where Washington Hops are grown is between 1 and 2 hours from the Cascade Mountains and is a very dry climate compared to the Cascades.
Considering the Brewer's Association has named a style for it already - American Style Black Ale - the odds are high that the BJCP will use the same name eventually.
Personally I never cared until I started to realize that a region of the country was going to try to lobby to make it their own. It struck me as highly pretentious, on par with the hipsters in Brooklyn attempting to re-name neighborhoods that have existed for years. Come to think of it, many hipsters come from the PNW... hmm...![]()
In 1903 British born Patrick Walmer residing in Topeka KS created the first black IPA after over kilning his malt due to having to leave the kiln for the birth of his fourth son, James. He returned to find basically black malt and the rest is history.