It’s a Tuesday night and I’m drinking a full pint of eight percent Porter.
Am I mad?
I have a few days off and so today is my Friday and this is my way of celebrating.
And what a celebration it is.
Nefarious Ten Pin pours an inky black with a little cappuccino head and smells of gin and prunes and putty.
All good things, even the putty.
There’s a massive chewy treacle tart and pumpkin pie malt, it’s round and sweet, packed with biscuits and fresh espresso, honey, pancakes and burned wholemeal toast.
And there’s even some hops.
Big piles of crunchy red autumnal leaf litter, maple syrup, sherbet lemons and orange marmalade.
All this is wrapped in a chest warming boozy jacket.
This is a beer to disappear into and I for one am happy to disappear.
Source: BrewDog Leicester