Well, not really "oops" as in I disobeyed the abusive overlords but you see the issue. Did something deteriorate over the last 48 hours? No. Just the authority of the branding. Besides, who the heck picks Boxing Day as a deadline? The only question is whether the beer is worthy of my attention. The beer pours a slightly greyed toned amber. Whisky-ish. Or is it green? White rim and foam sits on top. A bit surprised by the relatively muted aroma. Or at least not overwhelmingly pungent. Seville orange with a nod to pear framed by a musk and marigold edge. In the mouth, again a bit surprised by a body exactly one whole notch than I might have expected from a 9.4% bomb. Honey, spicy heat, a wad of spring salad bitter mustard greens then it slips off the stair a bit with an open lighter patch with a meadow grass and pear juice thing - or maybe pineapple and Asian green herbs - then followed by a long lingering spicy finish that tingles at tongue's edge. More refined than expected. Which looks like a backhanded compliment, admittedly. But as someone who is not a hop head, I like. You get a good range of bitter tastes sitting sweetly in a pear based malt background. But maybe not in a week... or tomorrow. This beer is brewed to degrade, after all.
$9.99 or so early this month at Bear World in Watertown, NY. BAers show their acceptance of trend and hop forward bias by voting this the beer that the Lord made. It's very good but maybe not Jesus good. And at that price for 660 ml, this is effectively $30+ for a six pack. Plenty of better value out there.