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Toni and Adam Bellamy are 4th generation independent liquor merchants. Their family has been providing the public with quality wines and ales almost since the dawn of time. Purveyors of the most commodified of liquor products to the specialisations of each brother. Toni, wine. Adam, Beer. Our blog is to update you on current products that have arrived in store. also the ventilation on some of our thoughts regarding the industry. For further information (address, contact details, trading hours) please visit our website www.platinumliquor.com

Thursday, 29 January 2015


Blanche De Fantôme
Fantôme Saison
Fantôme Chocolat
Fantôme Magic Ghost
Emelisse Blond Bordeaux BA White Wine
Emelisse IRS Makers Mark BA
Emelisse IRS Sorachi Single Hop
Emelisse Barley Wine Cognac BA
De Struise Ypres 2011 Reserva
De Struise FOB 2010
De Struise Tsjeeses Reserva 2014 Bourbon BA
De Struise Tsjeeses Reserva 2014 Port BA
De Struise Cuveeè Delphine

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Countdown To Australia’s Hottest 100 Craft Beers & Jeers

Yesterday someone had informed me that they had seen someone refer to me as a contrarian. Well I guess.

However, it would never be for the sake of it.

Everything I put forward is an extension of how I truly feel.

Surprisingly (much to some dismay) I don’t mind the Australia’s Hottest 100 Craft Beers.

I suppose it acts a good barometer to see how good beer is sitting with not only the beer, but also the wider community.

Like everyone else I dislike the petty on goings of it all. Breweries and their brewers, take it too seriously. Not to mention the brewers (loose term – if I can call them that) that simply see it as a marketing exercise and do not exactly play with ‘good sport’ in mind.

(Sending out emails accompanied with a link and a step-by-step process on how to vote for their beers, being my favourite story so far)

However, I still do see it as a bit of harmless fun (mostly).

Regardless of that, here are the top 10 reasons I don’t pay attention or participate in the annual beery ordeal.

10. I have a life. Contrary to popular belief, I am usually pretty busy (I suppose we all should be?). However there are just so many more things I would rather do with my spare time than jot down 5 beers I’ve had over 365 days.
Say, polishing my shoes, waiting in line at the RTA etc.

9. Only 5 Beers? They should make it top 10 or 15. That’d separate they men from the boys. How many Pale Ales and IPA’s could they jot down then?!?

8. No matter the circumstance, the winner is usually readily available (great distribution) and has a great marketing campaign (isn’t the whole thing supposed to based on what beer tastes great?).

7. The inevitable winner is a light, relatively refreshing hoppy ale or variation on this theme.

6. Listening to people giving their ‘predictions’ (yeah mate, you have your finger on the pulse – like a good stock broker).

5. Listening to people explaining who they ‘think’ should win. A futile exercise, cause even though you might know what your doing. In a nutshell - your opinion carries the same amount of water as - the winning brewery’s PR's cousin’s wife, who got sent the voting link on her smart phone and she doesn’t care about your theories.


3. If only the hottest 100 was run or associated with something similar to the USA’s BA (brewers association), how many heavily featured breweries (again, loose term) in the actual list would not be applicable.

2. The list is just as naff as the musical one that inspires it.

1. If and inevitably, when you tell someone that you are passionate about beer.
That same old chestnut comes up,

“what’s your favourite one?”.

Any of us that hold these things dear, we would and always offer the same typical beer geek response.

“Love them all – its all about time, place, food, mood” blah blah blah…

So in your heart of hearts, you cannot split your favorite brews, its too hard.
I love them all for different reasons. So how can I possibly only limit myself to 5, or how can you choose what beer was better than the other, depending how you felt, what you ate, what music you were listening to. Maybe what the weather was like?
If you tell yourself and others that beer is truly your folly.
If both good and great beer you are truly madly deeply your love.
Then a simple list goes against everything you stand for.
It goes against every grain you have. The very thing you base your love upon.

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Arrivals at North Strathfield… Finally.

We are still yet to be up and running stock wise at Nth. It will take sometime to regain the amount of quality products that we pride ourselves upon.

However the process is well underway.

A few 'floating entrées to wet the appetite' before we start firing on all cylinders.

Ninkasi Believer Double Red Ale
Ninkasi Total Domination IPA
Ninkasi Tricerahops DIPA
Ninkasi Vanilla Oatis Vanilla Oatmeal Stout
Port Brewing Mongo IPA
Port Brewing Old Viscosity
Port Brewing Wipeout
New Belgium Rampant DIPA
New Belgium Ranger IPA
Alesmith IPA
Alesmith Imp. Stout Speedway
Lagunitas Hop Stoopid IPA
Ballast Point Sculpin IPA
Firestone Walker Rye BIPA
Ommegang VALAR MORGHULIS - Game of Thrones Beer - Belgian Double

Why I Don’t Stock…

(The following post is published on who/what/why we carry and who/what/why we don't carry certain beer from certain brewers. This process matters to us and it should matter to you)

Garage Project.

There comes a certain moment in you’re beer journey/life. A moment when there is so much good beer at reach, within your finger tips.

You start to think about beer differently.

Ok, so I have always thought about beer differently.

Differently as in, do I like the way this brewery portrays themselves? Do like what beer they make? Philosophically, what are they trying to say about the beer they make? Do they have bad beards and worse tattoos?

What I am trying to get across here, (and this sounds terrible and cringe worthy beyond all belief) that once you have had some of the best

(And I mean … THE. BEST.)

beers in the world, you think about everything differently.

Once you have had fresh-just been bottled/canned one-week-old Heady Topper, Dreadnaught or Abrasive,

Trying to get the next “it” IPA seems futile and irrelevant.

You weigh and take every beer as it comes on its merits, assessing how you feel about the “feel” of the brewery behind it.

So it’s with this sense of relevance that I approach the beers from the boys at Garage Project.

I want to love Garage Project.

I really do.

Their concepts are cool, their artwork is always on point, and they seem to scratch every “trend” itch before it even becomes a “thing”.
However they have yet to win me over.

I once asked them (admittedly it was on twitter. Nothing near to a coronial inquiry, I might add) about how they seem to get the very latest and best equipment every short period of time you turn a page in the long list of chapters in their brewing book.

I asked if they had financial backing from anybody. Say, Lex Luthor?

They said it was just two guys and a garage.

Now, anyone can take them at their word, but somehow I just don’t believe them.

Well, it’s either that they have financial backing from someone they don’t want us to know about, have the nicest and most lenient bank manager in the western civilised world – or they grew up with the richest parents this side of Alan Bond.

Never the less, maybe I’m just jealous. It’s always been one of my Achilles Heel’s.

The next unfortunate point about the beers is that they are all very well made beers, tightly, brightly put together. Sounds great right?
Yet, why is it that I always feel when I am drinking a Garage Project brew, that there is a total absence and lacking of any soul?

Just another style they have had a crack at (every modern brewery now files this under “PUSHING THE BOUNDRIES MAAAAAAAAAAN” mantra).

And for someone like me, that is one of the first things I look for in a beer after assessing its quality.

Another notch against them for the boys at GP is that almost everyone that tells me how much they love their beer. Is unfortunately, usually someone that has been drinking good beer for the best part of twelve and half minutes. Typically vain, design orientated (ugh) and before the boys from “Welli”, their favourite brewer was Mikkeler (says it all).

Which equates to a lot of people that I cannot stand the sight of, let alone hear the garbage that comes out of their mouth about beer.

Unfortunately, I have yet to reach my true sticking point with the brewery.

The price.

On certain occasions, the price of Garage Project beers can somewhat make me look twice at the calculator.

And this is coming from someone who has been around since the ‘Innispre’ days.

Obviously I would never expect their beer to be cheap, they have a lot of margin to recuperate, all those shiny things, great design, and attending to those immaculately kept rugged beards must take the better part of the day.

However, do I think that their beers are sometimes to often 25%-30% worth more than other breweries putting out either similar brews or that of better quality and value (regardless they being local, Europe or Stateside)?

No, no I don’t.

Sometimes I get so angry and I want to send them an email or a letter, possibly written in my own blood. That would go something like this…





Yeah, like I was saying. Something like that…

Having said all this, Far from what you are thinking, this isn't personal.
As the late great Tupac Shakur said “Strictly business, baby, strictly business”.

Alas, I have heard from several people, not to mention my favourite ‘Smash Bro’ Stu from Yeastie Boys that all the boys from GP are great. He has said we would get along like a pair of seagulls out the back of a fish and chip shop.

And maybe that’s it, maybe we just need to spend a night together getting drunk, talking shit (I am an expert – obvs – ) listening to music and eating hot dogs. And, maybe then I'll just "get it".

However, for the time being, that’s is why you rarely see Garage Project beers on our shelves in both our stores.

Thursday, 18 December 2014

"The Wicked Flee When No Man Pursueth"

They Certainly do.

We our Glad to announce that our collaboration brew for Sydney Craft Beer Week, is now available in bottles and can be found at Bellevue Hill and North Strathfield respectively.

It was created for the screening of a modern day classic film, the Cohen Brother remake of 'True Grit'.

The thing that I love most about this beer, apart from the taste, is the fact that most people will hate it.


Is an American stock ale aged on bourbon oak chips for 3 months. This ale, is the very type that Rooster Cogburn would have downed severtal tankards, prior to apprehending and shooting several assailants. Corn and two types of rye are added to the grist, because that’s what makes good whiskey. One has to make do with what one has.

A quick dusting of pungent grassy american hops stops the malt in it’s train tracks and shoots it back into line.
It’s then rested on bourbon chips for months. Because when in oklahoma, one rests their ale in nothing but bourbon casks.

Friday, 21 November 2014

Arrivées Belges

Ici c'est -

Gulden Draak Magnum 1500ml (10.5%)
Big Chouffe Magnum 1500ml (8.0%)
Rochefort 8 (9.2%) 1500ml Magnum
Mont Des Cats 330ml (7.6%)
Troubadour Magma (9.0%) 750ml Imperial IPA
Troubadour Magma 2014 (8.1%) 750ml Imperial IPA with Brett.
Morpheus Tripel (8.1%) 330 with Brett.
La Rulles Saison XIII 750ml (5.3%)
La Rulles Grand 10 750ml (10.0%)
Leffe Royale (7.5%) Blond 750ml
Deus Brut des Flanders (11.5%) 750ml
Delirium Nocturnum (8.5%) 750ml
Delirium Tremens (8.5%) 750ml

Friday, 7 November 2014

Why I stock…

(The following post is the first of many to be published on who/what/why we carry and who/what/why we don't carry certain beer from certain brewers. This process matters to us and it should matter to you)

HopDog BeerWorks.

You can do something for love.

You can do something for money.

But there is nothing quite so satisfying as doing something out of pure hatred.

Were it not for hatred and spite, one of the best beer relationships might not never existed.

When a stern faced Tim Thomas walked into Platinum Liquor at North Strathfield one crisp September morning.

With him, he brought two bottles of beer (of which, both beers he does not make anymore - or at least in semi retirement).

‘The Pale’ - Moderately styled US Pale Ale

‘The Belgian Lawnmower’ – Light Belgian Pale Ale

Like most good beer people, Tim didn't say much. No speal, no impressive medals either, no pretend "I've always loved great beer" story (insert names of almost all beer reps*, of who some used to be wine reps*), he simply handed me his beers to try and he let them do all the talking.

After that, we had spoken briefly a few times on the phone and I had visited the brewery.

It took Tim a little time to warm up to me.

The very first conversation Tim and I had, was very positive from my side of things. At a time when everyone was making APA’s (Tim loves it when I call American Pale Ales that), I was motionless and giddy at the very prospect of him making a pumpkin beer, IPA and a spiced Belgian Quad leading up to Christmas.

For me, it was the first and thankfully not the last time that I had met a brewer that just “got it”.

He recognised what was needed from a new brewery, keen on the notion of aggressive beer, expansion, ideas and dreams.

However, as much as I was content with Tim’s words and more importantly his actions. Tim was still (and he might very well deny it to this day) unsure about me.

Was I some spoilt little kid, of whom beer was my next pet project?

Was I some kind of wanker? Well, I give off that impression all the time…

Was I annoying? We most probably, I haven’t lost that attribute yet.

Fast forward four or so months. I had read an article about Tim in ‘The Crafty Pint’ online mag.
Tim was funny and articulate as ever throughout the entire interview.

Mentioning and paraphrasing things that only the biggest stalwarts and committed beer people would have recognised.

It was only until the very next trip down to the brewery to pick up some beer (yep, that’s right. Until Matt came along, delivering cubes of pure anger. I would visit the brewery on my day off, every time I needed beer).

I brought some of my favourite beer books, a whole bunch of beers to trade for growler fills (NOTE – I used to bring Tim beers that were, mentioned in MJ Classic 500 Brews. So he could mark them off as he drank them).

That, afternoon our relationship grew into something special (-Cue 'The Wonder Years' soundtrack as I recount this touching anecdote-)

We talked about all the people in the industry we hated. Our shared enthusiasm for cynicism, bitterness and hatred knew no bounds. So pure and accurate it was.

We also drank beer. Made funny voices, talked about Batman and our deep and unadulterated love for Unibroue.

Now, whenever I visit the brewery, the very first thing Tim and I do (apart from share a beer of course) is discuss, judge, bitch and catcall about the people we hate in the very industry we love and hold dear.

I am proud to sell beer out this pocket rocket (well not pocket anymore) brew house down south. Tim is everything a modern brewer is supposed to be;

Moody, abrasive, funny, brooding, charismatic, a great public speaker, handsome (hands off ladies, he is spoken for) talented, experienced, passionate, kitschy and above all else, great guy.

There is never a problem stocking Tim’s beer. I never have any doubt that nothing less than 120% goes into each batch.

I don’t sell Tim’s beer because he has great labels.
I don’t sell Tim’s beer because he is “local”.
I don’t sell Tim’s beer because he is great on social media.

I sell beers from HopDog BeerWorks because it is endearing, inspiring and tastes great.

Tim’s thought and imagination means he creates beers worth traveling for, his story always matters. And that matters to me.

I have never had to second-guess why Tim is making any of his beer. He excretes passion. His sole pursuit is making the best beer he can possibly make. Tim and I don't have too much in common. My musical tastes are weak, I dress like a prat and cry when I watch the film 'Wreck It Ralph'. However, we are the prime shining example of when, the love of great beer and the hatred for those who try and abuse it conquers all.

There is a part of me that is not sure, or maybe some sort of a coincidence. However, I seem to always get along famously well with brewers that just make great beer.

Despite this I still have to remind plenty of people and the number of times I say to myself, that brewers just have one job.



And that is to make great, uncompromised, flavoursome beer.

Nothing more, nothing less.

And for me that’s all I can ask from a brewer.

Tim and HopDog BeerWorks answer correctly, every time.

Don’t buy local, buy great.

*Pretty much the scum of the earth.