Greetings, foul friends!
The end of the year fast approacheth. Very soon, people across the land will be encouraging a fat man to break into their homes, eat their food, drink their alcohol, and then leave without so much as a thank you.
Greetings, foul friends!
No sooner have the Halloween embers petered out than we’re lighting new fires to celebrate Guido Fawkes being hung, drawn, and quartered over 400 years ago.
Oh, how we love this quaint little country of yours!
Greetings, foul friends!
It’s the most wonderful time of the year! We realise that you humans usually associate that phrase with Christmas, but we fail to see what could be more wonderful than inclement weather, chilly mornings, dark nights and a higher-than-average chance of being attacked by a werewolf.
Glorious!
Greetings, foul friends!
Another lunar cycle has been and gone since we last saw you, and what a beauty it was. The Super Blue Moon on the 19th meant the moon was 100% illuminated, which sent the Lodge’s werewolves into a frenzy. You know when you see little dogs get “the zoomies” and they run around like they’re possessed? Imagine that but with six burly werewolves. It’s taken us days to clean up the distillery; glass and furniture all over the place…
Greetings, foul friends!
Well, the rain dance we performed on the summer solstice appears to have worked a little too well, as it’s barely stopped raining since. Isn’t it delightful?!
And, as it’s August, that means it’s officially less than a hundred days to Halloween, so we’re as happy as a worm in a cemetery this month.
Greetings, foul friends!
Brother G here.
As you may recall from last month’s journal entry, we were doing our best to try and learn more about you humans and your interests.
Amongst The Black Lodge’s cast of oddities, no one matched Brother T’s unbridled enthusiasm for the football experiment. However, owing to an unfortunate accident involving a two-footed tackle, an angry werewolf, and an ill-judged remark about the referee’s eyesight, he’s writing this month’s Black Lodge journal entry from his sick bed.
Greetings, foul friends!
Well, the rain dance we performed on the summer solstice appears to have worked a little too well, as it’s barely stopped raining since. Isn’t it delightful?! And, as it’s August, that means it’s officially less than a hundred days to Halloween, so we’re as happy as a worm in a cemetery this month.
You’ll also be pleased to know that Brother T is back on his feet and making handcrafted small-batch gin again after last month’s little mishap. It’s so nice to hear his curmudgeonly grumbling in the distillery again – the old place just hasn’t been as miserable without him.
So, on the back of that wonderfully depressing news, here’s what else the month of August holds in store for us and you.
FESTIVALS
We don’t mind the rain; in fact, we prefer it, but we know many of you humans aren’t partial to it, which is why we’ve been a bit quiet on the festival front of late. That changes this month, though, as we’ll be back with a bang (quite literally if we can’t stop the goblin children from playing with our store of dynamite) at two different festivals.
Shropshire Food and Drink Festival Saturday 10th and Sunday 11th of August.
Lichfield Food and Drink Festival 24th, 25th, and 26th of August in Lichfield city centre.
Admission is free, so drag yourselves out of your coffins and come and have a chat and a Black Lodge Potions award-winning gin with us.
EXCITING NEWS (WE CAN’T TELL YOU ABOUT YET)
The homing raven has just arrived with some incredibly exciting news. But, we’re sworn to secrecy for another few weeks before we can reveal what it is, so be sure to come back next month for the full reveal. We promise it’ll be worth the wait.
GIN OF THE MONTH
For those of you who prefer your gin with a bit of a kick to it, we have some special stuff under the counter that we stole from the restricted vaults in the catacombs under the Vatican.
Ah. This is awkward. It turns out that there’s none left. It appears that Agrigast the Wizard used it in a spell to help remove his veruca, but after drinking it, he’s gone temporarily blind and now believes himself to be a General at The Battle of Agincourt, so it’s probably just as well we didn’t let you have that…
What we have instead is our delectable craft gin. Slightly stronger than our other gins at 44% ABV, this fresh-tasting citrusy number won the Guild of Fine Food’s 2023 Great Taste Award. It’s one of our best sellers and pairs extremely well with tonic. Here’s its profile in a bit more depth:
Nose
Sweet juniper notes, Zesty, Grapefruit.
Palate
Fresh, with a peppery heat that tingles the tongue & gums. Smooth, Creamy, Vanilla.
Finish
A complex flavour, warming and slightly dry.
Botanicals
A selection of juniper, grapefruit, cubeb, cardamom.. plus more!
The owl on the bottle is a clue to the inspiration behind this flavour. Those of you who have seen the TV show Twin Peaks will be familiar with the phrase “The owls are not what they seem.” Is that a clue to unravelling the hidden secret on the bottle…?
Order your award-winning Black Lodge potions Craft Gin to find out.
COCKTAIL OF THE MONTH
Craft Gin ;
UNTIL NEXT TIME
That’s it for this month, mortals. If you have questions about any of our artisan gins or would like to suggest a feature for the Black Lodge Potions journal, then please contact us via your favourite carrier raven or seance practitioner. Alternatively, you can email us at hello@blacklodgepotions.com.
Stay spooky,
Brother G and Brother T
