I took a sip of this and found myself saying out loud, “Oh, my word.”
There may have been an expletive included if I’m honest.
Imperial Brown Stout pours thick and deep and chocolate brown with a head so thick you could eat it with a spoon.
The aroma is dark bitter chocolate, rum, prunes and, if you don’t mind me saying so, magic.
There’s just something about this beer that defies proper description and leaves me thinking that everything I say will just be a little too prosaic to really give you a true impression of just how terrific this beer is.
And so here follows a bland and workmanlike description.
The malts here are chocolate rich and heavy with espresso, brandy and stewed red fruit.
There’s liquorice and vanilla in here too, along with a bunch of hops that are autumnal and crunchy and dry.
Rich and barky and dry, full of leaf litter and with every word I write I’m entirely conscious that whatever I write will be a million miles away from actually telling you just how good this beer is.
And so to repeat myself, magic.