This will be the last blog I'll be writing for a few days, I'm off to Newcastle with friends - to visit a friend - and celebrate the upcoming anniversary of my birth on Monday. I'll be catching up with Friday's and Saturday's beers on Sunday - then drinking Sundays. I kind of hope they aren't all monsters so I can get through 3 without too much trouble.
It seems the word of beer advent is spreading, aside from my flatmate (who was in the same car as me when the idea was conceived) at least two other people I know are doing one. It's nice that they're trying new things and broadening their beer horizons, maybe only just a little - but broadening none-the-less.
On to today's beer.
Brooklyn - East India Pale Ale (EIPA)
Brooklyn are an American brewer (duh!) from New York (duh!). If you don't know where New York is then I suppose I should be glad you can read. Thanks for stopping by, please continue reading.
I suppose I could explain what an IPA is. The story goes that during colonial times people wanted beer, and ales brewed in the UK travelled extremely poorly - often spoiling during their transport. IPA's were loaded with extra malt and extra hops and when they arrived at their destination (India) they were extremely tasty.
There are all British malts in this beer, and some English hops too. It is extremely tasty. I'd only even had it in the City Arms before seeing it in The Bottle Shop and choosing to pick it for this years calendar.
Looks - Pretty nice amber colour, no head to speak of really with some nice lacing as it makes it's way down the glass.
Smells - Sweet malt, fresh citrussy hops.
Taste - This beer is exceptionally well rounded. It ticks all the boxes for flavours - malty, hoppy, fruity, bitter, it's a little creamy feeling too.
I can't actually fault this beer, it's quite strong (6.9%) but you'd never get that from the taste. I could actually sit here all evening and drink it until I get angry with the world.
10/10
I wrote this blog whilst listening to Santana, before I got to around the time Santana got awful then I started listening to Thin Lizzy. You know, I heard Phil Lynott singing in Jeff Waynes War of the Worlds before I heard him in Thin Lizzy - then I learnt he was dead. How awesome is the War of the Worlds though!?
Thursday, 6 December 2012
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