Despite the suspicious low-ish abv, this goes in on every track, raisin and plum extendos in that bourbon Monte Carlo. I used to rip on Mikkeller for shit like Black and Big Worst, now they are pumping out refined seemingly reactionary restrained versions of American excess. It’s nimble but never underwhelming. That Copenhagen exclusive body contrasts to the North American “body by Copenhagen.” It dips low. Plenty of red fruit and awesome vanilla stave saturation from the oak, but doesn’t fee over extracted. It’s like a super baller version of Central Waters BBBW, tiny but substantial. The el Rey mysterio elbow aerials from the top turnbuckle. There’s fuckin raisinettes all over the stage.