JW Dundees Original Honey Brown Lager

Golden brown color with white head. Sweet honey malty taste with minimal hops flavor.

(12oz bottle from sampler 12 at home on July 2, 2008) Just came inside from working in the garage, needed something light, sweet and refreshing. So I went for this bottle from my beer fridge. Pours an ultra thin and smooth-looking fall into my pint glass. Well carbonated, heavy, active foam that dissipates in seconds. Very clear, almost looks watery, with a honey-colored tint to it. I wonder if that’s an artificial color... hmm. Aroma is of a light American lager. Taste is very light, a little sweet, possibly lemon. Not too over-honeyed and better on the tongue than I was expecting for such a light-bodied beer. Still has the aftertaste of... am I about to say it?... of a macro.

bottle. poured a clear gold, almost the color of honey, with a thin fizzy white/off-white head that didnt last at all. aroma was malt and hops. flavor?? i am still asking myself that question. i picked up a little citrus and maybe the honey they mention. on second thought maybe it is just the placebo affect.

Generous two-finger pure white, frothy head sits on an effervescent honey-golden body head that simmers to a single finger... sweet honey scents couple with malts in a formidable yet inoffensive pairing that is somewhat distinctive... substantial palate, like an old-school lager, meant for weighty significance moreso than pure drinkability--and yet this could play both the serious actor as well as a party extra six-pack... versatile... malty in the back, honey up front, clove in the middle--the balance is unique and refreshing, like a liquid graham cracker (and I know that does NOT sound appetizing)... safe to say, this rating will well exceed the respect of the masses, but Dundee’s Honey Brown was my first beer love and though I’ve seen many others since 1997, I keep coming back to the sweet maltiness that I drank--sometimes warm to ward away roommates--during those wonderful college days... this was the beer in hand when I innocently talked to my future wife for the first time in Bill Hess’s Tavern’s basement, the beer I carried in a backpack at Bloomsburg block parties, and still the treat on humid summer nights like this one, inexpensive and casually impressive... I’m biased, but we are allowed one guilty pleasure on this site, i hope--it IS beer, after all

Toasted caramel. Goes back and forth between tasting like a shitty horrible beer and a real beer. The honey in it is kinda of nice, it’s slightly floral but also a bit fakely sweet. Gross, mostly. Watery