6.7% ABV. Drekker Brewing, Fargo, ND.
Why is this in my possession? My nephew gave it to me on Christmas Day, and it’s sat in the fridge for lo, these many months. Eight months of saying no, tonight I at last pledge to leap into the void. Here we go.
Thick, orange, Andy look at this head! It resembles an insane experiment of some mad scientist. Good Lord! (Choke!)
In the nose: there’s the cream, the fruity sweetness, and just below the peach. Delivering so far on it’s bizarre promise.
In the mouth: creamy mouthful reveals fruit, vanilla, tartness. Insufferable sweet on second sip, with swiftly retreating sourness. Starting to congeal in the mouth. Sickeningly sweet.
Some people adore this nonsense, but I am sticking with my gut here: it’s garbage. Keep ice cream out of beer and knock it off with the vanilla. Don’t call them sours when they are not. And I need to get to a real beer fast, so it’s going down the drain.
Sorry, Patrick.
Our lovable hefty boi is back and he’s got his smol little paws in the dessert stash again! Peaches and Cream Chonk is completely stuffed with peach, vanilla ice cream, lactose, & vanilla beans. This absolute unit of a beer is exactly like a devilishly decadent bowl of peaches & cream.⠀
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