Got the kitties high off fresh organic catnip? Check. Kid in bed? Check. Classic Alt music station going? Check. Painting station going? Check. Good beer flowing? Fucking check.
So, to be fair, we had a sampling of this Friday at Aficionado's in Polaris area. This was fantastic and I couldn't wait to review this thoroughly. Well, Saturday was a long day at work followed by more work around the house and shopping, so beer reviews wasn't even a thought in my mind. Which brings us to now. To this exact sentence. Holy shit, here we are. The present. Unfortunately, the flux capacitor in my DeLorean gave out, so we have to drink this in the present and not the past or future. Carpe noctem.
The pour on this is a gorgeous rich amber with a small amount of stark white head that slightly lingers. The aroma on this is worthy of a sacrifice to The all mighty, Hopsus. Hopsus be with you. The nose is nothing but hops; tropical fruit up front with some grapefruit and orange, with some earthy tones to add to this Homage to Hopsus. Closest I can find is 100 IBUs and 10.6% ABV. So let's delve into the flavor profile head first like Greg Louganis on a diving board at the 1988 Seoul Olympics.
The initial sip was so good I took off my hat and laughed about the Greg Louganis comment. What you got in the nose is what you taste. The citrus comes out more than the tropical, though. There is a sweetness noted after the initial hop onslaught. The sweetness is accompanied by a caramel-like flavor. That sweetness fades away into oblivion while an orange zest-like bitterness sweeps subtly over the palate, dominating eventually in a manner much like Sherman's March. The more I drink, and the more this warms up, the more the malt flavors play into the profile. The alcohol is felt in the after affects, but not in the actual drinking. This is smooth drinking with a medium mouthfeel. There really isn't a resiny effect on the mouth, like I'd expect from the aroma. This is just smooth.
5/5 caps
-Nathan-
Smooth, like Greg Louganis's shaved body before a diving meet? Come on, love, you were three during the Seoul Olympics. Whereas I was.... well, being born, according to your math. Somehow, I actually recall the Seoul Olympics, though. They showed Korea had a fun, light-hearted side. Or something like that. Damn, now I'm craving some kim chee.
This has warmed considerably since we started the review, as it's approximately 100 degrees in here and has been a little bit since I played the kitties some Jon Lajoie to accompany their catnip, because yes, they're "High as F*ck". The chill haze has long since disappeared. But the taste is very similar to what Nathan described, although I'm picking up on some of the tropical fruits. Mango and passionfruit are in play on my tongue, then get quickly swept away by the orange bitterness that Nathan mentioned.
We attended Comfest today, which is an abbreviation for Community Festival, and is a weekend of debauchery in Columbus. It's basically a hippie-fest, where the women go topless and paint their breasts, men wear skirts, everyone loves their mankind, and a half million of your closest friends jam out to some great local music and drink some local beer. There's a little bit of everything sold in the vendor booths, including some locally grown dank catnip. Hence why the cats are loving life and hearing in colors right now. This beer was the perfect cap to that experience, as at the tasting Friday, I had noted that it was a little dank, in a really good way.
5/5 caps
-Jennie
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