This beer’s label made me fear the worst.
It looks bad.
I’ll probably provoke a few trolls with this but it has that amateur, badly put together, that’ll-do feeling that you get with a lot of Real Ale labelling when it’s not being needlessly sexist.
But out of the bottle has come a rather good Porter.
Pouring a deep purple brown, the aroma is sandalwood, chocolate and prunes, and there’s a super dryness that runs right through the beer, making you reach for another mouthful.
The malting is burned wholemeal toast, ash black and lip drying but tempered by a lovely rich red fruit pudding.
The hops are crunchy and red, brittle and earthy, hints of liquorice and thyme riding across the cocoa powder and honey of the finish.
This dear friends, is a really good beer wrapped in a terrible bottle.

Source: Best Of British Beer