beastiefan2k (4179) - HdG (past: NYC, KS, Rain City), Maryland, USA - SEP 22, 2013
12oz bottle with no date but purchased at Trader Joe’s, so hopefully pretty fresh. Pours with a medium sized head into an old school Hoegaarden tulip glass. Head fades to a thick tan surface covering lacing. Color is a beautiful dark ruby chestnut. Aroma first presents the ancho chile but without the burn, actual just a dry pepper aroma. Its not strong, just moderate and the first element to present itself. Behind that is just a great clean beer with soft caramel malt sweetness (not sugar). Earthy, clean, and sweet - almost perfect. Nice medium light but felt body with a perfectly melded carbonation. Flavor seems to lose all pepper and ends up with the clean sweet and earthy character. Pretty wonderful as well. Just a damn well made beer with a bit of ancho character on the nose. Bcan14 (1) - Evanston, Illinois, USA - JAN 29, 2014 does not count
Only slightly bitter at the start with a smooth, warm finish. Overall a good beer
---Rated via Beer Buddy for iPhone Petkus331 (389) - Redford, Michigan, USA - MAY 24, 2014
An aroma of tobacco, dark fruit, some apple. Appears nearly opaque dark brown, white head, a lot of lace. Tastes of sweet tobacco, like a mild cigar, some dark chocolate, a hint of vanilla followed with a lingering charred malt bitterness. Palate is fizzy and mouthfilling. Overall, very good; reminds me of a stronger Dragonmead Crusader. JuniperJesus (32) - CHICAGO, Illinois, USA - JUN 5, 2014
The cool, damp night was a welcome relief. The scorching sun had roasted everything within reach. The buzzards that flew overhead all afternoon had nested with their bellies empty. If it was a tavern, it was long abandoned. The barkeep had a dressing wrapped around his head at least three times, covering one eye and creating enough padding to keep his Stetson firmly in place. With his one eye and one nod, he welcomed the company. Two towns west he used to be a farmhand; one town west he was a road merchant; here, he sat in the dark. It was warmer inside but dryer than the night air because the doors and window shutters were always closed. When asked if it was to keep others out or keep him in, he grew angry and thundered incomprehensibly. Rather than face isolation, he deliberately calmed and feigned interest sparged with dry humor. Every wrinkle on his filthy visage was an evaporating river threatening to finally reveal the countless skeletons of every drowning. He was perhaps gregarious as an expectation, but never a preference. It’s as if we place ourselves amidst anguish and tease a fury ready to manifest as an assault on what is expected of us rather than what we want. Facing the shelves of empty bottles, he rubbed the back of his neck hoping to wipe away perspiration but only shook off flaking skin he had been shedding for years. Proprietors and squatters know the tales but money only tells one story. The buzzards tell the rest.
pottygok (548) - Ohio, USA - FEB 11, 2013
Aroma: Caramel and brown sugar malt aromas.
Appearance: Dark amber with rich, tan head.
Taste: Medium sweetness with a hint of saltiness and edges of bitterness.
Palate: Medium body, thick texture, average carbonation, slightly salty, slightly smoky finish.
Overall: Not bad...I’m not blown away, but I’m also not disappointed. There’s just nothing outstanding about this, and it was a bit pricey for a 6-pack.