On paper this seemed like some srs Wyerbacher loopy loops farmhouse riff: black. 9%. Salt. Grain of paradise. The WUTTTT was initially strong. Pour was as expected, black and slick, like that Michelle Pfeiffer catwoman poster you used to stroke it to in 2nd grade.

Nose doesn’t exhibit much of the salt but provides a mineral clean waft of light acidic lactic presence meets a sort of choco red wine tannins. Again the wutttt was initially prevalent, but as they tell bandos and homosexuals: it gets better.

The taste is essentially a dark imperial gose, you know, that style. Use your imagination okay jeez DDB has to do fucking everything for you ingrates. Clean hard water profile leaves no streaking or lingering presence and lends to an invisible abv profile, light roast a hint of walnut and toasty rye bread. The sourness is iconic middle of the road acidity from Sara, approachable and no TUMS on deck, like a more balanced Tart of darkness…or a less acidic and more nuanced dark sour from Rare Barrel. Again this isn’t exactly well tread ground so parallels are as hard to come by as elixirs in FFVIII.

Essentially this is a bigger, maltier entry into their catalogue that serves more as a wheeeelie than a real GOTO beer like saison Bernice. It is a demonstration of power not unlike Old Testament Yahweh turning people Into salt JUST FOR LOOKING OVER THEIR FUCKING SHOULDERS. Awesome to try and a nice execution but kinda like watching Eraserhead, only the truly dedicated will pump out multiple reps.

Recommended, but don’t Indian burn your dick if you miss it. Actually don’t Indian burn your cock, ever.

Sage advice from DDB.