Weyerbacher Heresy

Pours thick and black with a nice mocha colored head of about a half inch. Immediate smell is that of heavy alcohol, but that quickly subsides with some chocolate coming to the forefront. Very very faint hint of fruit and coffee are present as well. Taste is very nice, big hits of chocolate and oak. No sign of hops at all. Mouthfeel is probably where this falters a bit, while the thickness is nice, it is probably a tad overcarbonated. Drinkability is high, I would order again, but I think it is too rich to do more than one in a row.

From the Bottle at Dr Bill’s Tasting Falling Rock Tap House, Denver 10/10/2008 Bourbon aroma. Black smooth on the palate and strong in alcohol with a crisp and slightly dry vanilla finish.

22oz bomber from once upon a vine. pours a slick, oily, jet black with a lovely, light cinnamon head and great lacing. aroma is excellent with big notes of roasted malts, dark chocolate, and espresso with lovely hints of licorice, dark fruits, vanilla, and woody bourbon. flavor is delicious as well with bold, roast coffee, dark chocolate, and vanilla cream up front followed by sweet butterscotch, charred oak, dried prune, smoked almonds, and smooth bourbon notes leading to a long, bittersweet finish. palate is silky and full bodied with just a touch of booze on the swallow. overall, an excellent barrel aged imperial stout.

Weyerbacher Heresy is a solid black ale with a huge, creamy, light brown head that has outstanding retention and leaves thick sheets of lacing on the glass. There is coffee, salmiakki, chocolate and wood in the aroma. It’s pretty full bodied, smooth and creamy with a crisp finish that has a little graininess to it. It’s pretty delicate for an imperial stout. There’s lots of wood resin in the flavor and not a lot of sweetness. There is a note of coffee and a hint of licorice. It has super balance. This beer is downright chuggable.

From notes. Bottle. poured a black color with a small brown head. Aroma is chocolate and coffee with some hops towards the ned. Taste is strong bitter chocolate and coffee. Very sharp.

This particular beer got her name because, having supped the supple divinity that is the Old Heathen from Weyerbacher, to do anything to change this liquid nectar would be nothing short of heretical. Hence, the bastard offspring of the Weyerbacher Old Heathen is named, thusly so, Heresy. He is anything but bastardly or heretical; choosing instead the higher path of inspiration by surrendering himself to the magical wiles of oak barrels. Not oak chips; we are talking the real deal here. Coming from Weyerbacher, I expect nothing short of heaven descended.

He poured deep silky black into my awaiting chalice which trembles just a bit, my hands a-tremor with barely suppressed excitement. A soft chocolate head settles like mousse which leaves no lace despite some treacherous aggravation. Instead, he lets loose a full assault of aromas of sweet oaky woody chocolate decadence to humble the most gilded of delicacies. Milky sweet with the freshest vanilla root. Dry and crumbly. Soft truffle nougat with a delicate powder dusting. The perfect measure of charred wood and burnt chocolate leads into espresso and licorice while juicy prunes and dates give meat to his center. Cinnamon sticks and nutmeg provide spice as I lay smitten, tilting her sinful depths to caress lips moist with desire. Smooth and creamy, my lips and mouth are coated in creamy milk chocolates highlighted by vanilla, spice, and lingering long in my breath with chocolate dusted truffles oozing a warm caramel nougat center. I can definitely taste the wood which fully permeates his palate without overpowering. As my chest starts to warm, I contemplate his center of temptation which has possessed my palate and refuses to let go. All right; you shall hear no complaints from me. A touch of earth and more charred barrels coated in chocolate and espresso wrap up our exotically sensual escapade, and it is with aching sorrow I bid farewell.

Thankfully, I have a couple more bottles in my fridge; but bear in mind, the Heresy from Weyerbacher is a seasonal release so grab her while you can. Twelve long months is twelve months too long to wait for this beautiful beer. It seems almost heretical to call it Heresy considering he is anything except, but who am I to argue. I’d rather surrender and sup.

Bottle. Inky black pour with no head. few bubbles give away the carbonation. roasty aroma of coffee and bourbon. light vanilla flavor to begin, with the coffee and bourbon leading to a light and dry finish. little bit of chocolate on the end

On tap at Coles, Buffalo NY. Pours apitch dark black. Aromas of vanilla, light oak & bourbon, chocolate. Taste is bourbony sweet with notes of vanilla cream, light oak, slightly burnt roasted malts. Thicker creamy mouth feel. Vanilla aspect seems to dominate the bourbon & oak to me. Still prety damn good