This beer is a stroll through the redwoods.
It’s a resinous pine forest feast.
A sticky, gooey, warm and chewy hophead’s delight.
It smells like my old woodwork teacher’s office, all balsa and wood glue and the feint hint of pipe tobacco.
There’s a good solid malt too, packed with thick honey, waffles and slightly oddly, but oddly pleasurable, corrugated cardboard.
But Cascadian East is really about its hops.
They go on and on, growing bigger with every mouthful, until their sticky marmalade and lime zest goodness has completely taken over.
Source: Beers Of Europe