A Mikkeller and 3 Floyds stout collabo seems like hilarious bait to beat up on, add vanilla bean and the yukyuks practically write themselves. The easy target goes immediately hurt locker on me when I realized that this beer is actually completely amazing, detonates and puts me in my stupid khaki mouthed place. Smoldering holes pours viscous but not as excessive as the regular umami Dark Lord DMExtravaganza. It has great carb and cling that rips through the lacing with slick clear 11% legs that seem more powerful than you would expect, like a modest jockey. 

Nose leans a touch European and provides a degree of roast and toasted Squaw bread, lacquer and vanilla provided with a deft hand like kit kat wafers. The taste is completely remarkable and easily better than every other Ba dL variant with MHJ excepted. It takes the nimble nuanced aspects of vanilla shake and adds the deep squatting power of American excess, three white lights break parallel every time. The sweetness toes the line with caramel and nestle quik powder but ultimately passes the field sobriety test.

This completely floored me and ripped all my prescripted punchlines right out of my palms and gave me a malty decadent kick to the brownie box. Sweet caramel and cut lumber lingers on the slick swallow and there is a certain degree of oiliness that separates into a chocotaco meets Blantons type of affair. I am pretty sure Smoldering Holes was a Copenhagen only brewpub release, so this is one of those inherently teeth gnashing reviews where I apologize in post script for the braggy overture of this licorice cane sugar adventure. Just try to smash, slide into those international DMs using Bjümbëlërje or whatever their stout dating app is. I almost feel bad for Mathias Andersen bc he’s gonna get mobbed. This goes in hard and is worth deceiving customs to get ur thoat wet on some goodgood