This one was tricky to track down. It is close, brewed by Phillips Soda Works in Victoria, BC, but yet they wouldn’t mail order and don’t sell anywhere stateside. I also utterly failed to find it when I was in Vancouver. When a friend of mine posted on Facebook that he was heading for a weekend in Victoria I peppered him with requests to bring me back some. Then he posted a picture of two closed and one open bottle and tagged me on. What a relief. Thanks Jaron you’re awesome. I had to go pick it up from him in Seattle. As he was working he said he’d leave it on the front porch in a paper bag. I showed up and much to my dismay, there was a large husky and a black lab inside the fence. I may have hinted at it before, but I am quite scared of dogs and the thought of getting past two of them, on their enclosed turf was utterly terrifying. However, my desire for a new root beer trumps all it seems, and I successfully made it in and back quite alive, calmingly saying “nice doggy” in the most meek and friendly voice possible. When I look at the label of this brew, all I want to do is sing “Intergalactic planetary, planetary intergalactic … ” over and over and over again. Good job Captain Electro. It has an impressive array of natural herbs and spices including black pepper, a new one for my ingredients list. It also has an all natural version of Sodium Benzoate evidently as well. I don’t know how they get away with that. One last bit on the bottle is that it’s a slightly different height and shape compared to all of the US brews I’ve encountered so far and it weighs more too. They must use thicker glass up there in Canada.
The Body is sweet and complex, very complex. It starts with a creamy vanilla sarsaparilla flavor that is augemented by dark molasses and licorice. Then a very solid and spicy Bite comes in; the spice and flavors of cloves, cinnamon, and black pepper. The Head is very tall and frothy and just impeccable. The Aftertaste is spicy vanilla that gives way to sarsaparilla.
Whoa, there’s a lot going on here. It works pretty well, but there is a distinct lack of core to really tie it all together. A solid sassafras flavor is what’s missing. This has got all of the peripherals of a top quality root beer but without a core it kind of seems empty. The above and beyond and, dare I say, intergalactic Head does bump it up a little extra though. See how it rates against other root beers.
Back when I traded for the the Ithaca, I also got two bottles of Lehman’s Root Beer and two bottles of 
I ordered this in a mixed pack several years back. I was very excited because finally, I could have the root beer of the international brotherhood of the Masons. The label sadly, is missing all of the appropriate symbols, the all seeing eye, the square, the compass, etc. Unless that is, it’s hidden more than usual. Stare closely at the root beer keg featured prominently, tweak your eyes a bit like one of those Magic Eye things, and soon you will see the hidden world of Masonic knowledge. Or not. Yes, despite my best efforts I could find no Masonic anything with this, which is really a shame. Maybe the root beer itself is a Masonic symbol, and the displaying of it grants access into the deepest recesses of the lodge. Or maybe isn’t even made by the Masons. Maybe Mr. Mason was a Mason but didn’t want his Mason’s Root Beer to be too Masonic? My head hurts from thinking all of this. Maybe if I watch National Treasure again I’ll figure it out. Lemon juice on the back of the label? Hmm…
