I have to admit to not being very positive about this beer when I took it from my fridge.
I wasn’t, and am still not, convinced about the name (and can’t help wondering if once upon a time it had a radically different label than the one it wears now, something with a scantily clad young woman perhaps?) and I was really in need of something bigger than 3.8%.
But nevertheless I opened and poured it and took a sniff, and guess what?
Foxy Blonde – Urgh, that name – has a very nice honey and pear juice aroma before you take a sip and get oaty biscuits, caramel and honey.
There’s a light yeasty fruitiness and a bunch of hops that are crisp and fresh with lemon rind, blackberry leaf tea and pithy grass clippings.
The finish is dry and bitter and rather good.
Funny how a name can put you off.