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Wren House got One hunnit bees bustin out the wrapper 🐝 🍯 beeline

Barleywine

Aged in superstition mead barrels

Mother of hive.

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The answer Brew Pub, larceny triple Citra dry hopped

The answer brew pub larceny is my favorite beer from them and it is direct, focused, pure old school boner jams 2011. There’s a solid thoracic spine with sticky crystal vertebrae, the cervical is stacked grass and lichen and arugula; there’s a radicular aspect that radiates down with waves of lemon and grapefruit froyo. It isn’t Founders bitter with gross honeycomb, but it isn’t straight apricot with water backing. This threads the needle amiably with this weird “no obama second term” realm where the flourIPAs never existed. But then. Shit I can’t even imagine those parallels.


So you take an old school design, then dry hop it Aggro like a new wave aromatic WMD. So in a weird wave of fate; this is innovative by way of this Ezra Pound “synthesis of work.” It’s really tasty.

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Twin sails brewing, Dat Juice, Canadian brewers massing citrus in tundra conditions

At the outset, I had never heard of this obscure Canadian brewery, but if the malt is bubbling I’ll dip my mash paddle in it. Let’s set the minimalist energy drink aesthetic aside for a moment and focus on how God god damn refreshing this beer is. To clarify, this isn’t some citrus adventure with depth; but what it does it does so well. It is peach bellini and tangerine spritzer. 

The boil hops are either fuggles or outright nonexistent. This is one dimensional sparkly pineapple Fanta. There’s no grass or sod, it’s almost the logical nexus of all post boil whirlpool massaging. It crushes harder than an overweight friend-zoned bando. A bit more silkiness to the mouthfeel and depth to the clementine peel would be appreciated but it does more right than it does wrong, and is one of the marvelously simple accessible works like the hunger games where you can knock it, but teenage girls will consume it lovingly.

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Monkish and Holy Mountain Spacedock to put out The Land of Oat and Honey, 

Ain’t a damn thing funny, You got to have a car in this land of oat 🍞 and honey 🍯, a pretty solid if not earth shattering offering from Holy Mountain and Monkish. If you took Biere De Miel and a more acidic Anna, you would get this lightly sweet, bit o Honey, lemon chic o stick adventure. 


It is extremely crisp and has a wafer thin frame, all knees and elbows. Almost offputtingly underweight like Allison Williams, but it has a certain sharp Brett L profile like key limes that doesn’t take it too far like some of the Monkish “saisons” and the monoculture emphasis is kept in check. The swallow is sharp and has a touch of chalky alkalinity, I see the contrast and ph disparity between those modifiers but, just trust me. There are other similar saisons and this is pretty charming throughout.

People who bought it, will drink it. Dudes who want dissolved tootsie rollpaccinos, won’t give a shit.

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Some of these are tangentially barleywine related. The voodoo that you do make me wanna shoopshoopshoop

Few boxes get me as torqued as when a Voodoo box arrives. Every hole in the shipped is pumping thick liquids. I suspect that the ba quad father will be the best from this bunch and dipshits will still overlook it bc “I had stbernardus once not my style I have evolved since then TBH”

Their barrel game is God tier and I am always ready to crank down when these BRCs drop.

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Tombstone Imperial Stout Aged in woodford rye barrels, WER IS MY RESIDUAL SUGARS


Here we have a Tombstone stout aged in woodford rye barrels, a tasty albeit not earth shattering foray into Dr Pepper riffs. This has an extremely svelte body and you expect a ribbon floor routine to commence. 
It is ironic that a classic iteration almost draws ire for being insubstantial when palates are so skewed to accept 1.040 as a reasonable FG these days, but here we are. This has Cola nut, a spicy rye crackle like pumpernickel bread, a bit of prailine and some earth chia seed going on. Again the mouthfeel leaves no cling and almost reminds me of a Baltic porter in how clean it is. If you enjoy that ultra continental European riff (cf. Narke, MN town hall, Central Waters) then you will love this old school approach to a stripped down BA stout.

 

Tfw a brewer writes the recipe for their next stout

I anticipate most sleep apnea riddled beer nerds will demand more sugar and a less efficient yeast profile and complain that this reminds them of Pepsi, their breakfast beverage. I am somewhere it between, it’s pretty tasty and easy to drink but it’s not remarkable in the Platonic sense in that the faults are by design and fall into preference rather than objective oversight. It’s probably already triple digits in Arizona so can we really fault them for making a “refreshing”‘stout? TAKE A WALK IN THEIR TEVAS B4 U JUDGE 👩‍⚖️