When I die my one wish is to be embalmed with Tiny Rebel’s “Imperial Irish cream marshmallow Porter”...and I really do mean it!
Only a crazy Welshman would think to infuse beer with marshmallows. So, it shouldn’t come as a surprise when the same crazy fuck then decides to add some Irish cream to the mix...Boom-shanka!!
What a taste! What an aroma! I imagine that if you stuck an Umpa-Lumpa into a blender it would taste something like this. Just tasting the head of this beer is enough to give you type 2 diabetes and somehow they have still managed to make this sweet but not at all sickly. Then you get past the froth and into the syrup itself...fuck! This tastes too good.
The Irish cream warms your soul, while the marshmallow gives you a drunken hug that you never want to be released from. To swallow this beer almost seems the wrong thing to do, especially when your down to the last drops. The only way to solve this problem would be to have another can at the ready, but at 9% I’m not sure how long I could keep that up for. In fact, at 9% and most likely a gajillion calories, either your legs will fold or you’ll have a massive coronary heart attack. Maybe that’s why the design of the can has a Storm trooper on it, because one too many and you’ll be crossing over to the dark side...
Under normal circumstances I’m torn when a new beer pops up and challenges for a place in my top 5, but not with this one. Like Usain Bolt, Tiny Rebel’s Imperial marshmallow Porter has wiped the floor with the competition and until the day comes when this beer is retired I just can’t see anything taking too spot.
Tiny Rebel, I bow down to your brilliance and pray you never stop producing this wonderful brew...
(Pic Source)https://www.tinyrebel.co.uk/bars/newport-centre/