Please please please, never be afraid to say something is bad.
Especially if you’ve paid money for it.
Mochaccino Messiah is a coffee milk stout that’s thick with lactose, has a decent enough chocolate praline and digestive biscuit malt body and smells of Pepsi Cola.
But there’s a terrible, if only in this bottle, acrid last night’s ashtray and unwashed beermat thing going on in the finish.
Maybe I just got a bad bottle, but I’d argue it’s just the way this beer is, because everything that’s wrong here has nothing to do with the usual badly bottled, off beer stuff that one comes to terms with when buying endless drinks.