Saturday, December 28, 2013

Mr. Kiwi Rising...

Jack's Abby Brewing, Kiwi Rising Double India Pale Lager
8.5% abv and 105 IBUs.

The brewery used tons of New Zealand Kiwi hops in brewing this one. Hopped 6 or 7 times during the brewing process. Pours gold with a thick cauliflower head. Great Belgian lace. Flowery and herbal hop aromas with a touch of piney resin. First sip is a hop bomb.  Alcohol is no wear to be found. Mostly grapefruit and orange, but pine and spruce flavors become more prevalent with each sip. Some caramel and malty cracker flavors try to balance this beer, but it is all hops. Another superb offering from the folks at Jack's Abby. Hey. I think that dog is eyeing my beer!

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Hop on this Hoponius...

Jack's Abby Hoponius Union
Jack's Abby Hoponius Union
6.7% abv. 65 IBUs. They call it an IPL. Uniquely hoppy lager. Pours to a thick white head with great lace. Some murkiness from the sediment, but it is a rich gold color. Unmistakeable pineapple aroma. Crisp and incredibly refreshing. Fresh fruity malt flavors combine with crisp biscuit or cracker dryness and tropical fruit hops to make it a rather complex and super tasty beer. Hops are what drives it. This is a first class beer.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Might want to use google before naming your beer...

Ov-ral Imperial IPA, Mikkeller To ├śl Collaboration
Not sure of the origins of the name of this beer, but before distributing it in the US the brewers should have google searched the name. It is the name of a morning after pill! Anyway, it is a great beer.

10.5% abv. Pours a brilliant orange color with a wispy white head. Somewhat original aroma has a nice combination of caramel malt, banana, and pine. Super smooth mouthfeel with solid carbonation. Strong hops jump right out at you, followed by a sweet bready, dried fruit, caramel malt, and then a tinge of peppery alcohol esters. The wild yeast definitely give is a little bit of a funk as well. Gets a bit astringent toward the end, but not in a bad way. Some warming in the belly halfway through the glass. For some reason I find it somewhat somewhat reminiscent of Pliny the Elder, but much funkier.