Style: Pale Ale
Pouring and Look: Light, clear copper, small white head, very little carbonation.
Smell: Light tang of citrus hops, oranges, malt base and sweetness.
Taste: Bitter grapefruit taste with a marmalade sweetness, the after-taste reminds me of the of malt-loaf.
Thoughts: A perfect BBQ beer, full of flavour and very tasty, it packs a punch at 6.5%. It could do with being a little more lively. There was a nice head at the start but as you can see that went totally in the time it took me to take the picture. Still a fantastic beer though.
The perfect time to drink it:
Once upon a time in a land far away there lived a very grumpy dragon. Everybody annoyed the dragon; the local knights harassed him as they tried to steal his treasure, his neighbour – the unicorn – was continually too happy and the way he pranced around wound the dragon up even further. One Sunday afternoon was particularly bad for the dragon, he’d met an overly chatty mermaid and magician who wanted to capture the dragon and ride him. He’d had enough, he was going to move! Looking out of his cave, at the foot of the valley, he spied a very large and tall mountain in the distance. “That’s it” he thought “I’m going to move up there away from all these cretins that live around me“. So in the space of two days the dragon had moved all his possessions – mainly treasure and a spare pair of underpants – from his valley cave to his new cave high up in the mountains. Now I think it’s safe to say that the dragon loved his new home high up in the mountains, he had a fantastic view and wasn’t interrupted by crazed magicians, prancing unicorns, thieving knights or overly chatty mermaids. Life was good – in the first week alone he’d already gone through the backlog of his books and his daily high altitude flights made him fitter than ever.
But as the weeks went by and the dragon had nothing left to be grumpy about he began to feel a little empty inside. You see the dragon kind of liked being angry at everyone as it gave him a little fire in his belly, of course it was nice being relaxed some of the time but he was made to blow fire and gobble cattle, not read books and lounge around. The dragon realised he needed the annoying cretins for him to be a dragon. With a set heart the dragon flew down from his mountain cave to the valley below. On the way he picked up – and roasted – a few sheep as he’d decided to host a BBQ. He invited the magician, wizard, mermaid and even the unicorn. Their idiocy annoyed the hell out of him and made him grumpier than ever. At the end of the BBQ once everybody had gone home the dragon felt grumpier than ever, to celebrate this he opened up a hidden bottle of Stringers Delta V and thought it’s good to be a dragon again.