Recently we met up with Tim Dery, the President of the Board of Directors for Flying Bike Cooperative Brewery. Our conversation took many forms: beer, music, Bo Jackson, rhubarb pie, drinking games, being a rockstar. It was when it turned to relationships we needed to call it a night. Tim was awesome enough to deal with some of our more inane discussion as well as to give us a hard time when we just couldn't get a good question.
But enough about that, you want to see what kind of weird crap we talked about.
What is your favorite pan to cook with?
I just bought a couple of pans. I'm really happy with the one. It's kind of wok shaped but it isn't. I'm not sure what it's called, but it's a great big pan. One thing I've started doing – I don't know if you've ever been to Buddha Ruksa – they have these green beans, and I thought: "these are really simple; I could do something really close." And I can. You get some green beans and you fry them in there with a little bit of oil and towards the end you throw in some soy sauce, some oyster sauce, the red pepper garlic sauce. You do that, and you are done. That pan does pretty good with that. Now, I'm on an electric stove, so...it's not ideal.
(Editor's note: after an hour of chatting, we had some issues with coming up with questions...so we were mocked and then told that we could just ask...)
What's your least favorite shoe color?
That's a great question, what kind are we talking about? (Cross-Trainers) That's a tough one, but I think any of the fluorescent colors. They're gonna get dirty, they're going to turn into a pee or mucous color, no one wants that! They're gonna get dirty and nasty, and then where are you?
(Editor's note: this then led to a conversation regarding Bo Jackson and how he could take down Michael Jordan, and now makes sweet potato pies in Alabama...which led to...)
You said pies are awesome, would you say pies are your favorite kind of dessert?
It kind of depends on what mood I'm in, but I do prefer pie over cake. A really good cake is a really good cake, but there are a lot of mediocre cakes. Chocolate is like, eh. Vanilla, a lot of times they put on too much frosting. You eat that and you feel sick. I don't want that. Pie though, there's a lot of variation on that. Let me ask you the $10.00 question: have you ever eaten a rhubarb pie that didn't contain fruit? Growing up we had a bunch of rhubarb in our garden and my grandma was a huge fan of rhubarb pies. Straight up rhubarb pies without any of that other stuff. I'm hard pressed to play any favorites because there are so many good ones, but my mom would make rhubarb pie and my grandma would love it. I always liked putting whipped topping on it, because, you know, why wouldn't you? That was a big deal to my grandma. You NEVER put anything on rhubarb pie, you just didn't. But you don't ever really see straight up rhubarb pie, they are always cut with strawberries or something to cut the tartness.
If you could be a mythical figure from childhood, who would you be?
Who the hell wants to be Santa? You're fat, you're old. You only have to work one day a year but that's like saying you have to be a garbage man, but you only have to work a day a week. David Bowie from Labyrinth, otherwise known as The Goblin King.
If you had to be an animal, what would you be?
(Editor's note: after a rough start, we were now being complimented on our stupid questions)
Oh man, that's a tough one. You could be the Loch Ness Monster, zipping around in a kilt or something. I have always been a fan of Pterodactyls. Flying Dinosaurs. Nothing wrong with that. Actually, some of the monkeys that swing through the trees, that seems pretty cool. Living in the cloud cover of the rainforest, are you kidding? You wake up, you eat some fruit, hang out. I'd probably be a flying animal of some sort. No. Wait. I forgot about the platypus. Do you know that the male platypus has poisonous spines on him? Yeah. You didn't know that did you? They're the only mammal that lays eggs. Dude, they're duckbilled. I saw some when I went to Australia at a place called the "Platypusary". Mythical area: probably a dragon.
That's right a Platypusary . And it exists too. Awesome.
Thanks, Tim! We look forward to drinking a beer in your tap room.