Boom, it cannot be considered in anyone's mind that it is still Easter! Except mine, kind of. I do like to stretch out a holiday of any description. Tonight I shall bid adieu to the holiday and knuckle down for the horror of returning to work.
What do I have that can take away the pain and remind me that life is all about the sun, the laughter, the rabbits in the rain and even more I couldn't possibly mention?
Tonight it is the battle of the Red Ales... Ooooo, I hear you gasp in nervous anticipation. Ooo indeed. Let us see where we go with these. Hopefully, I won't end up out on my daughter's scooter, shooting around the park shouting about the bloody Welsh again.
Look at this cheeky chap! All the way from Belgium. It looks to be a cracker. Aged in oak barrels - the label says something something houten foeders which I think is something to do with horses. Well, a man needs a good horse so let's do this thing!
Gaze in wonder at that rusty ruby charm with the head of an enthusiastic collie dog. I can feel the stars aligning. This is going to be one top banana.
It smells quite sour and tart which I wasn't expecting.
A little swig is in order. Nothing ventured, nothing gained...
I don't know what I can add that the video might not have already inferred. It tastes very tart and sour almost as if it has lots of raspberry in it. I don't like this foul nonsense one bit. I have had raspberry in a beer quite successfully before (The Cranachan Killer) but whilst that was lovely, this is horrible.
Boak - 3/10 Booms. I gave it three because it looked nice
Next!!
Wow, I remember these folk. They make the fantastic Salty Kiss which I enjoyed very much way back then and have indeed had several times. They do have quite funky cans. Pac Man'y in design.
But a man can't live by funky cans alone?! Let us see if they can beat the Rodenbach. I don't think it will be hard.
Wow, as soon as I pour it I can smell the proper beer smell. Hops and lots of malty backbone singing through the air and landing in my cavernous nostrils. I hope the scents don't take root, like bats.
It is a fine red too, as red as a wedding in the Game of Thrones. Pale frothy head like the foam on a wave gently rolling into an exotic beach. Mmm, I sense some redemption coming. Beer-Style!
I take a glug.
Magnificent! Now that is a beer. Beefy and big and marvellous on the tongue. Lots of malts and some caramel and a nice dry finish. Its so swiggable. I think it is quite smashing. It is one of those that each mouthful is a joy. This is the kind of beer you could drink many many of.
An easy 8/10 Booms!
Well that was flipping magic. Iam going to drink more beer and sing Those Were The Days My Friend!
Have a good weekend and cheers!!