Now this, ladies and gentlemen, is a fine APA.
From its melon sorbet aroma, through its bright glinting gold colour and its little frothy head, right the way down into its sweet honey, salted caramel, brioche and waffle malt body and into its sharp steely leaves, lemon sherbet and lime zest, mango, mandarin and peach of its hops, Falcon does absolutely everything you could wish for and does it with balance and panache.
A short review this may be, but after my first taste of this New Zealand brewery I’m looking forward to finding some more.
Without sounding too prudish, I don’t wholeheartedly agree with the way this beer has been named, but I certainly can’t argue with just how bitter it is.
This is all teeth on edge filling rattling steely metallic herbal leaves, mango, orange marmalade and nettle tea strapped to a well sharpened sliver of caramel brittle.
It’s a beer that’ll rip at your gums and leave you bloodied but smiling, the smell of fruit salad and penny sweets filling your nostrils.
Not for the faint hearted.