Cheetah Lager

Brewed by Cool Beer Brewing Co. Inc.
Style: Pale Lager
Toronto, Canada

Bouteille de 341 ml, eu gratuitement par une brasserie québécois qui la fabrique pour le marché d’ici, normalement disponible dans des restaurants indiens au Québec. Blonde très pas, mini colet qui disparait vite. Arome de citron végétal, très peu malté. Goût de carton malté avec des notes d’herbes trouvé sur le bord d’une route avec des morceau de papier jaunie. Une bière faite pour une culture de nouriture très épicé et de créativité sexuelle, quelqu’un à manqué le bateau ici!

bottle @ Tandoori Flame, Brampton ON. Pale golden colour. Grassy aroma with a sweet malty taste. Watery. Good for putting out fires in your mouth and at the campsite.

After the forum thread re "worst Canadian beer", I was strangely eager to get into this one. Well, it is more than worthy of such notoriety. Goddamn, this is a seriously "ungood" beer. From a start of a two-fingered foamy white head over a medium gold body, it all spiralled quickly downhill. Aroma was a little hopped but mostly an odd perfumed odour. Taste was simply bloody awful and so was the aftertaste, perhaps a teaser of malt, but that is the best of it. Harsh and sour was the mouthfeel. And yes, the label is misleading, with a sort of south Asian script.

My God! Wicked brutal stench. Straw yellow and some white head that dies much like my spirit while consuming this crap. Some floaties that I’m going to assume are ground up imitation Nikes. Putrid flatulence reminds me of chemicals, something sweet and sour, wet lawn clipping that have been sitting in a bag in the sun fermenting. Something smells ’grey’. Actually hurts the nose. Taste is almost better, but it’s nasty like a Tijuana hooker. Plastic, cheap grain, alcohol, and something that reminds me of gravel. Thank God it’s a bit watered down. Feels like I got poison in my mouth. Maybe even decaying bugs. Terrible somewhat sweet bitter aftertaste that lives on the top of the back of your mouth like a parasite. Ack. The aftertaste is worse than a Sunday afternoon in a Revival tent with Peter Popoff. Horrible. Simply horrible. Didn’t pour it out though. I’m going to throw my glass in the toilet to clean it out.

First of all when I bought this beer I thought I was buying some crappie Asian brew based on the lettering and cheap looking red and gold label, I was horrified to learn this beer is made in Canada. This brew does look some what decent pale gold body with a pure white bubbly head that lasted the entire beer, just your average looking lager really. HU??? What the hell is this smell, very odd and fowl it is, corn and a pretty strong hops presence, and some dusty smelling malt, this beer just screams low grade crap. Blech!!! This crap taste horrible I’m almost tempted to give it the dump into the sink, but I just can’t bring my self to do that. Corn and chemicals and some hops is what I taste, very strong harsh flavor, I think I want but this in the fruit beer category but is corn a fruit. How in the hell was this abomination made in Canada, this is pure crap. Why oh why was this ever made."

Bottle, from Vijay’s. Pale weak heading, vanishes quickly. Verry fizzy. Little nose to speak of just a sort of stale graininess. Weak mouth feel, watery, light malt taste little or no detectable hops fast spritzy finish ..clean taste what little there is of it. I suppose the ise is to guzzel this stuff like seltzer water with hot food, but this did little to light up the beef Vidaloo I had. Just another weak pale commercial lager.

A non-offensive lager that, despite the Indian theme, is nothing at all special. Pretty good for a lager, yet as such, doesn’t compare to bigger, more advanced brews. Better than most North American lagers; Nothing more, nothing less.

Bottle at some Indian restaurant on Queen Street West in Toronto. Pale gold with a small white head that disappears quicker than you can say "aloo gobi". Aroma is sweet and vaguely grainy & grassy. Body is thin and crisp. Flavour is light and not unpleasant, with no off-notes or obvious adjuncts, just thin malt and subtle hops. Pretty much what I expected, really.