Sitting a dark nearly-bronze in my glass, the aroma of this little bottle of beer wasn’t the most inspiring as I poured – a bit of used matchstick against some apples and caramel.
But taking a sip was a whole different matter.
There’s a gooseberry skin bitterness that prickles away in the background, making you squint after you’ve enjoyed the sweet honey biscuit of the malts and the firm fruitiness of the hops.
Lime and artichoke hearts, mandarin and lemon.
All very nice, but it;s the sudden pithy bitterness of that gooseberry thing in the finish that really marks Pacific Pale out for me.
Source: Beer 52