It is autumn time again, and with it comes the rights of fall. The rights of fall include drinking and smashing pumpkins, whether they are your own or belong to your neighbors. If it were any other season it would be inappropriate, but now is the time when dead leaves crunch underfoot and little goblins go door-to-door for tricks, so why not treat yo self?
This cloudy amber-colored pumpkin ale appears cloudy amber with dissolving head that sinks like a doughnut made of bubbles. Golden bubble doughnuts fall to the bottom of the glass as my explanation for what look like crumbs settle.
Pumpkin pie nose reminds me of these holiday dinners where as a kid I would hesitate to eat dessert and skip straight to the Christmas tree, burying my face in these ornaments made of gingham cats stuffed with clove. The nutmeg is like that ornament, bunting my senses with welcoming spice.
Flavor is caramel and a burnt sugar with custard build. Thin carbonation burns and brightens the heaviness of the 9% abv, rolling like pebbles at the bottom of the ocean. Sandy mouthfeel with pumpkin and clove waves crashing against hops.
Overall this is my pumpkin go to beer. I am always looking for something to take its place.
My glass of Terrible doesn’t take long to go down. From the look of it I cannot tell if it’s purple or chestnut. This 10.5% abv seems dark and complex and I am anticipating layers. I shove my face over the four fingered head. Wafts of sourdough and flowers on the nose, I am reminded how awful it is to wait for the foam to go down. Mouthfeel is dense woody, and textured with medium bubble. Belgian through and through in fog of plum and fig. Enclosed in this forest so dense and alive flavors are a lot to get to. Dancing somewhere in the distance I detect a spice. Her name may be clove, anis, cumin seed. I want to get to more flavors but will need another round to get to the bottom of this mystery. I cannot wait to try my next bottle.
King Goblin, not unlike its name, is a little haunted. Brewed by Wychwood Ale only on the full moon, it is an illusive batch which graces my taste buds right now. The Belgian style mixes with malt that and makes this interesting flavor that reminds me of wall paper if it were made of maple pancakes. Glued on with a hint of rust on the back of my tongue, I am reminded why I avoid the goblins.
Another ale from North Coast Brewing Company is Otsuchi. An 11.7% abv, this Japanese beer has me thinking that sake is a silk that starts in my shoulders and neck and ends up warming my cheeks and I just sink into it. The sweetness that is found in the bottom of my last glass feels warm. I sip this as I chomp on bunny-shaped chocolate cookies smeared with peanut butter. The sweetness captures a sweet mushroom flavor. A new incarnation of differently placed sensations to be enjoyed again. I will sample this again to be paired with a meal, some steak or fresh bread.
Now onto bed. Following articles will be read with my morning coffee.