I first had this extraordinary beer at the London Craft Beer Festival in 2015, and it was on offer again this year so I drank it again.
And then I found a bottle of it in BrewDog and just couldn’t help myself.
Noa is almost ridiculously silly, an unbelievable journey through beery joy.
It’s an eleven percent Imperial Stout with added goodies, all natural flavourings, but flavourings nonetheless.
It’s a naughty beer, a dirty beer, the beery equivalent of that naughty food you eat on the way home, you know, the food that tastes fabulous in the deep dark hours, but feels like a sin the next morning.
Noa smells of Neapolitan ice cream, pure and simple, it’s a sweet smell, a rich smell, a fun smell and it leads you down the rabbit hole of this deep purple brown beer.
Taking a swig you don’t really find anything beery, anything Stouty at all, so if you’re looking for a Stout with added stuff around its peripheries you’re looking in the wrong place, because Noa is all about its extra bits.
The beer feels fat, chubby, hefty, jolly, great big chunks of dark chocolate, washes of vanilla and strawberry ice cream laze about on your tongue.
Then there’s sweet toffee pecans, treacle tart and some sticky maple syrup before, right at the finish, you find a hint of Stout with some rum and raisin and a chest warming booziness.
You couldn’t drink this all the time, but you have to try it at least once.
Source: BrewDog Leicester