I make no slur against Southern Tier but, dear oh dear, I do not want to finish that bottle of Cherry Saison I stuck away and opened in the third quarter of the Steelers - Ravens game. Cloying lollypop meets medicinal herb yet it is a beer that has fans and frenemies. I pour. Proudly.
Antidote? Jolly Pumpkin's Luciernaga. Biscuit dry and softwater sour. A note of honey sweetness at the heart. Twiggy herb juice. So many adjectives used by the BAers I don't know why I bother even think about what I am tasting. Blending it to save the saison? Gaaaaack. That is all I am saying.
Comments
Thomas Cizauskas - January 16, 2011 9:30 AM
It might have comforted you and assuaged the demiurges if you had been drinking a Loose Cannon ... from Baltimore.
Craig - January 16, 2011 1:05 PM
How's this for an adjective - Robitussiny
phyte club katie - January 18, 2011 2:25 PM
"twiggy herb juice"? Sounds wonderful. I wish I could get me some of that here in San Francisco. Thanks for the heads-up about Jolly Pumpkin, I'll make it a point to seek them out. Keep up the good work on the blog!
Steve Gates - January 20, 2011 3:14 PM
I have used Robitussinish before, probably attempting to descibe the same taste and maybe even attempting to descibe the same beer.