This brew is from Goose Island Brewing Company in Chicago, Illinois. The bottle says that it was brewed in celebration of the 1000th batch of beer brewed at their brewpub, which is now firmly established on my (long and growing) list of places that I’d like to visit one day. This is an intense beer by any measure. It weighs in at 13% ABV, which means that I will enjoy this all evening. It is aged in bourbon barrels for one hundred days. The 12 oz bottle I am drinking cost $4.99, and I found it at the Market of Choice. This beer pours black, thick, viscous. It clung to the side of the glass as I poured it down. It must have a very high finishing gravity. The other thing I noticed as I began to pour it, even before sniffing at the glass, was the aroma; boozy, bourbon, roasty. This is an aroma that would be at home in a cordovan leather wing chair with a cuban cigar. The smell of this beer wears ten year old $1000 shoes. It nearly took Taylor’s nose off (she hates this kind of beer). The first hit of the flavor winds you a little. It’s a molasses, bourbon, chocolate, beer milkshake. After the initial hit, the flavors separate from each other and fill your mouth up. It’s a big, chewy beer. It’s a syrupy beer. In fact, it’s kind of a cloying beer. This is not necessarily a liability, but it necessitates very, very slow sipping. Other flavors hiding behind that initial wall of taste are sour, bitter, and fruity. There’s also a hint of some licorice/anise spice. But these are muted compared to the primary flavors, which are god damned overwhelming.
My overall impression is that this is a great beer, a big beer, an impressive beer. The one thing is that on drinkable/approachable it scores really low. Even seasoned craft beer drinkers might find this one overwhelming. It puts other ‘big’ beers to shame. But so what; let them drink water. We’ll drink this sweet ambrosia of the gods.
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