BOOZE. WOW. Ok, I’ve got it down. Wicked Walter is rather sweet once you get to know him. It’s a huge Imperial Stout, with about as many flavors as it has alcohol. It’s an “Imperial Stout brewed with Cognac barrel aged coffee, cacao nibs, maple syrup, coconut and natural flavors…rested in Willett Bourbon barrels and then maple syrup bourbon barrels”. Did you get all that? I think I’m still processing my first sip, and I’m halfway in. Not a bad way to drown, Walter.
You know these. They’re cold, yellow, cheap, readily available and that’s about all the nice stuff you can say. Macro beers, adjuncts, college beer, lawn beer. They have more nicknames than kids can think of a way to chug them but they’re here. You may notice a glaring omission or two but those are planned.
How it works:
I was joined by my friends and rock band Goliathies Josh and Tuomas from Burn The Ballroom. The test was conducted blind, where we would sample the given beer from a cup, rate it and try to guess which one it was. Originally, the plan was to only guess each one once, but as it turned from fun experiment to painful science, we became less precise. So without having to suffer for yourself, here are our results!
Normally this doesn’t happen, but the conditions were just right (I haven’t written in a long time and I just got over the flu) to try Spooky for a second time.
Initially, it looks like the only thing that’s changed is that I’m slightly older — err, more distinguished — and that the label has transitioned to a nice thick vinyl feeling label. Pours the same color, same ABV, same nose.
It starts with the bottle. Red, flowers, and some great art. The beer itself pours a great red color. Minimal head and a light floral
bouquet. I’ve had this before and really enjoy it so let’s pull the trigger on this offering from Troegs.
Hops – 6.6 at 52 IBU it’s not the most bitter but it is nicely bitter. Crisp but not overwhelming and without any unwanted flavors
lingering around after you’ve swallowed it.
Friends, friends of friends, and people misled into reading this. I want to thank you for joining me on a delicious journey, despite a drought of recent content. I wanted to take this time to give you the thanks you deserve, let people know where this is headed and wrap up what I think is working.
Okay, so up until now you have just expected no-nonsense (or at least relative levels of nonsense) reviews that give the reader a general idea of if they would like it, and what they would encounter. Today, I want to tackle a much grander issue; it’s one in the realm of beer journalism. Recently there was an attention-garnering post from “The Beer Wench”, who shall remain an unnamed employee of Green Flash (toward whom I bear no animosity). This isn’t going to be a tirade dissecting their audience-blaming, validation-seeking rant. Just a commentary on the journalism itself.
Epic Brewing Double Skull Doppelbock Lager
22oz Bomber, 8.3%
Pours coppery, rusty color. Very little head. Malts and that “lager” smell on the nose.