Hi, and sorry in advance about this rushed post, but I’ve got a ferry to catch!
Nobody will be in the least bit surprised to hear I loved this Vintage Ale. In my mind, ageing an English Strong Ale is like adding bacon to macaroni cheese – making a good thing irresistible.
This one had aromas of ripe apricots, toffee, fortified wine, and a whiff of alcohol. In the mouth it was full and malty, with fruity notes adding complexity to what otherwise could have been a bit too much of an alcohol-fest. Cutting through the sweet malt were resinous hops, which lead to a bitter finish and made me thirsty for the next sip.
So thirsty in fact that I drank all of it myself and had a mild hangover the next morning, but that’s what you get when you add bacon to macaroni. Nobody can expect you to act reasonably.
OK – happy Friday afternoon everyone! I hope your first beer is in the fridge (and not the freezer) already.