This is a “West Coast Stout”, a Stout with a load of hops added.
And it’s alright.
But that’s as far as it goes.
You see, the problem is that the balance is all wrong and the result is you get a very confusing experience.
Yes there’s a deep round and chewy treacle tart and burned wholemeal toast malt, lots of honey and some salted caramel, and yes there’s a crisp and sharp bitter hop hit that’s packed with lemon zest and pine resin, sherbet and vanilla.
But there’s no middle ground, the two groups of flavours just don’t sit comfortably together, and so you’re left with a very confused bunch of flavours on your tongue.
And it all becomes too much.
Ragged Point is, as it accidentally proclaims, ragged.

Source: EeBria