I absolutely love the packaging of this beer.
The waxed playing card is super.
Oh, and the beer’s not bad either.
Jack Of Clubs smells of red fruit and toffee and sits in my glass a deliciously dark ruby red.
There’s a malt that’s full of raisins and bran flakes, some peppercorns and a tiny hint of chives.
The hops are red and dry and crunchy, with lots of woody resin and an amazingly rich and vibrant tamarind tartness.
And this is the real tamarind of my childhood, not the flavoured sauce I used to get at the Sree Krishna on Tooting High Street.
The finish is sticky with treacle that’s freshened by a lemongrass dry bitterness.
I like this a lot.