As it is 11% and good for ten years at least this is infanticide at 17 months or so. Yet it is pretty fine stuff. It pours light chestnut under rich light mocha froth and foam. Plum, apple butter and molasses on the nose with some mint in there, too. A sweet explosion in the mouth with every box on the Christmas baking to do list fully and neatly ticked: date and fig, autumn apple, nutmeg, a bit of peppermint, plum - or take the peppermint and plum and swap them for dark cherry... maybe. Very soft in the mouth and burlappy, garden earthy even with the whole thing soaked with loaves of boston brown bread. The yeast gives a creamy texture. The boozy strength is entirely hidden until the finish when it mixes with the mint and earth and malty sweet goodness.
Have you read The Unbearable Nonsense of Craft Beer - A Rant in Nine Acts by Alan and Max yet? It's out on Kindle as well as Lulu.
Maureen Ogle said this about the book: "... immensely readable, sometimes slightly surreal rumination on beer in general and craft beer in particular. Funny, witty, but most important: Smart. The beer geeks will likely get all cranky about it, but Alan and Max are the masters of cranky..."
Ron Pattinson said: "I'm in a rather odd situation. Because I appear in the book. A fictional version of me. It's a weird feeling."