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T(welve)-4

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On the fourth day of Beermas I went and bought for me

Four miles of nowhere

Three tropical tree eggs

Two staring wings

And an icy raven looking needy

Ok, this one is pretty close to the song, although the birds aren’t seen actually calling.  And there are only two, but the other two are just out of frame I’m sure.  And they are birds!  Probably calling their friends a long way off, in that desolate landscape.  Gekko Brew’s The Other End of Nowhere looks like it should be some dark beer, for a depressing sipping session, but it’s a NEIPA, so at least visually it ought to be pretty cheerful.  Some of those NEIPAs are a little abrasive though, and so strong they might leave you in a place you have to memory of going to.  This one is a pretty standard 6.5%, so I don’t think we’ll go that far.  If by chance we do, I guess there will be some calling involved.

This is one of those very juicy looking NEIPAs, with its cheery gold color and light cap of lacy foam. It has kind of a zesty aroma, orangey but with a little something extra. Caraway or some other spice maybe. The juice is echoed in the taste, although the beer is a slender and healthy feeling one, not an overwhelming mouthfeel, very light in body. It kind of evokes the hopelessness of the label, a sensation of being in complete solitude without even a beer to weigh you down.

T(welve)-3

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On the third day of Beermas I went and bought for me

Three tropical tree eggs

Two staring wings

And an icy raven looking needy

Getting creative again!  Is it because I ran out of time and had to make do with what I grabbed off the shelves?  Is it a true challenge propelled from within?  Is it just the cussedness of refusing to not have a stout?  All three?  Let’s say all three.  It’s true, I really really wanted to fit Gran Cacao in somehow, just by virtue of it being an imperial stout with cacao nibs.  So instead of French hens imagine French Polynesia or the French Caribbean.  It’s not quite the temperature up here right now, but there’s an almost tropical humidity the past couple of days.  Weird, but could be worse.  I guess the people at centrally Spanish Península and Caleya also wanted to enjoy a warm weather fantasy.

It pours smooth and creamy, with almost a nitro like consistency in building the head, although with much bigger bubbles. It looks delicious and doesn’t smell like sunblock at all. There is just a tantalizing whiff of cacao, but it’s mostly a sturdy, earthy stout. The cacao is present in the taste, but very…natural. Meaning, it’s not overly sweet or sticky, there’s kind of an earthy sensation to it, like dusty nibs grabbed off the ground for the brew. Also, it’s impressive how smooth and slick the beer is for it’s mouthfeel; it’s a weighty one, and at almost 10% to boot. It’s a really pleasant stout, with a delightfully easy balance. It might even be acceptable for the squeamish in the summer, with it’s tropical hints, especially going along with a cold dessert. And for me and those of my tastes, it’s a beer for every day of the year.

T(welve)-2

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On the second day of Beermas I went and bought for me

Two staring wings

And an icy raven looking needy

I guess I’ll have to be a little creative, since there are a damn lot of birds in this song and not that many beers with birds.  Surprisingly few, actually, it seems like something people might like to use.  Symbol of freedom, knowledge, power, why wouldn’t you link it to a beer?  Especially in a country where beer has not been the drink of the average citizen until quite recently.  Anyway, I went looking in some less-frequented places, and I got this tentative suggestion.  Almost immediately taken back, since that’s a moth, or something, on the can, but what the hell?  Things that fly count.  Also, taking the place of turtledoves, it makes sense to have all the eyes and be a monstrosity, because if there’s something you like to look at it’s your lover and if there’s anything that makes a monster into a masterpiece it’s love.  This is Rec Brew with Naked Lunch.

It’s strongly aromatic, with a whole tropical fruit basket flowing out as soon as it’s opened.  While cloudy, the color isn’t very bright, sort of a muted lemonade.  The flavor is less tropical, but still strong, snappy, and a little bit acidic.  It has some elements of certain NEIPAs, being a little throat-grabby, but it isn’t quite as strong as the DDH IPA set.  There’s a depth that keeps it from being a simple warm-weather drink, something about the hint of abrasiveness I think.  It is light in the mouth, but you can comfortably drink it surrounded by wintery figures and gray streets and not feel like it’s leaving you unprotected from your current weatherscape.  After a little while I start to get some woody notes, sort of pencil shaving-like, so a reference to a possible winter fireplace?  You put wood shavings in fireplaces, right?  Probably better that than moths.

T(welve)-1

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On the first day of Beermas I went and bought for me

An icy raven looking needy

It’s the first day and I have to decide between bird or fruit.  In some ways it’s the easiest one to find something to represent it.  There’s something about a wintery old raven that makes you think of some solitary place, the loneliest number if you will.  Even the name of this IPA, Hold Me Tighter, brings up feelings of isolation.  Somehow I thought Wylie had a more jovial and social image, but I’m not complaining.

Minor explosion on opening, the beer is eager to escape and better existence outside its can. It’s a very pale IPA, sort of lemony, It’s very heady, with a bright white and fluffy cloud perched on a sea of dirty lemonade. Even the aroma evokes summery lemonade more than beer, with a lemon candy scent that just tickles the nose. The taste comes as a bit of a shock, wielding a much more bitter punch than you expect. It isn’t actually that bitter, but from the aroma you don’t quite prepare for it. It’s also pretty clean and even a little dry, leaning towards a wine sensation rather than juicy, sticky modern IPA. Left standing a while, more spicy notes start to come out in the smell, but the flavor doesn’t pick up much in the way of spice. It’s the sort of beer you wouldn’t mind having with you on a break from doing work in your orchard. Of pear trees, of course. Where a crow or even a partridge could find a place.

wrapping up

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With anticipation, the door opens on slot 24…and it’s a strong dark Belgian.  Well, at least it’s dark.  This collaboration between Guineu and Juguetes Perdidos might be fitting, in fact, for the holiday, since some Belgian beers do have a certain level of winter-appropriate spice.  I’m cautiously hopeful about Pajaro Viudo.  If it turns out to be a disappointment, I can say that I did have a chocolate stout earlier today (Thank you, Ossegg).

There’s a strong whiff of banana, and the beer looks thick and almost oily coming out. The head is tightly bubbled and deflates slowly. The flavor starts with bitter and Belgian level of sour, but not quite in the aftertaste you get an odd almost fishy sort of taste. Well, not fishy exactly, more like seaweed. It’s like a miso was added to the beer at some point. Going with the look, there’s a very full sensation that goes along with the liquid; it is smooth, but there’s a good amount of weight in it. The taste seems to contain itself, not expanding or deepening, leaving the drinker in a mood to sip and sip some more. It’s not that it’s lacking in taste, but it doesn’t have the extravagant explosion that I’ve come to expect from craft beers. Still, it’s probably good to back off from the excesses a little bit from time to time, and with Beermas starting tomorrow I don’t need to dull my sense of taste just yet!

newbs beware

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Second to last and not as dark as my desires, but expecting to guide the tastes of others can be a mistake.  It might even be a … Rookie Mistake.  I’m not sure if Guineu is quietly admitting they meant to make something else, or warning off people who don’t quite know what to make of a Special Bitter.

It has the dark caramel color of stronger, toastier beers. There’s a certain Christmas spice in the aroma, a little ginger maybe and something like clove. But will it be spicy or bitter? Turns out neither, really. It’s unsweet apple mostly, but not quite enough to be astonishingly bitter. The potential spices are a bust in the taste. Too bad, could have been sort of an apple pie beer. It has some roughness, a little throat-grabby, and I get a mild aftertaste that is more bitter than the beer itself. So, although surprisingly subdued, it does make you pay some attention when you drink.

wildly

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There’s no white Christmas around here, but maybe no wet one either.  Good temperatures for walking and window shopping and pretending we have enough room in our houses and lives for the shiny things they make us want.  And after a good tour of the neighborhood, a little beer seems to be called for.  The can is colorful, wild, vibrant, so not what you expect for a black beer, and indeed it is another IPA.  It’s a new brewery for me, though, so that’s exciting.  Valkiria IPA is also trying to be an exciting name.  Blot Craft Beer seems to be playing up a northern connection, and they are north of Madrid, but Vikings they aren’t quite.  It appears they have a restaurant in Andorra, although the beer was brewed in Barcelona.  I guess it has to count as a Spanish beer, then.

Once again, a typical IPA color and aroma, golden and fruity. This one does have a lot of tropical sensation to it, and very little pine or bitter. The flavor is smooth and sweet, very much a modern IPA. It’s a bright and happy beer, very well-made, very pleasant to drink. Not very heavy or sticky, barely any aftertaste, so it’s one of the cleaner IPAs. It stays very constant and light in taste and consistency, the kind of beer that you would hope to have with a meal. Maybe Andorra should go on the list of places to see.

wake up

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Oh yes, there had to be at least one more!  Guineu and Mala Gissona give us a porter now, Txoko.  I’m hoping that that’s a hint of chocolate or cacao, but a regular, rich porter would hit the spot really well right now.  The November rain has been delayed until winter’s door, so it feels like a good time to sit with good dark beer and unwind.

A little thin looking, coffee smelling. Nice head at first, but it fizzles away quickly. The taste is much bigger than expected based on the color and aroma: it’s an extra chocolate and vanilla syrup shot in the morning brew. While slick, it does have a bit of a sticky feel. It’s a little strange for a mid-week beer for some reason, it feels like something you should be having on Friday night before going out for some real fun, or Saturday afternoon to wake up completely.

mysterious

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Alright then, let’s have another pale ale, or more precisely, RIPA.  I guess that isn’t a real repeat for this calendar.  The label looks so familiar, I have the sensation that I have done Jack the RIPA before, but it doesn’t come up.  Maybe I only thought about it in the store and then grabbed a stout instead.  Anyway, it is Guineu, so trustworthy brewers, and it’s a dark idea even if the beer is on the lighter side.  I could have chosen it for a Hallowe’en special.

It’s darker orange than plenty of normal IPAs, a little more along the lines of an imperial. There’s a very bouncy citrus aroma from this one. As for taste, it’s extra bitter rather than extra orangey, but it’s that pleasant IPA style. It’s a deep, rounded bottom kind of flavor, making me think of grapefruit without the actual taste of it. After it settles down a little there is more citrus on the tongue, but the overall effect is still very bitter-hoppy.

in the light of evening

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Oh dear, more pale beers!  This Hoppy Pilsner is from a new discovery, thanks to the calendar, Hoppit.  Their last contribution was quite pleasing, although no stout.  Now that the rain has stopped it’s starting to head towards more wintery temperatures around here, so a darker beer would be appreciated, but the extra light of La Llum might just be the thing to brighten my evening.

Pale, yellowy gold, pure white foam on top, it’s definitely a pilsner. It’s a little bit sharper and citrusier in smell than what I expect from regular pilsners. It is also very sharp in taste. It reminds me of a lemon candy, sour and puckery and first, but smoothed over with a sweet tail-end. It has a modern touch, not nearly the level of bitterness that more traditional pilsners have, a sting that pushes it towards IPA territory.

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