Appearance: clear orange with amber edges. Pithy head fades to collar while a puddle of foam sits pretty smack dab in the middle like an inside out donut.
Nose: OMG! Massively sour and tannic. Sour cherries, maraschino cherries. Has the essence of a single-malt, lowlands. Bourbon with spicy heat and crunchy sweetness. Apple skins and plum skins steeped in good moonshine. Bourbon and sour work together harmoniously. Sun drenched grains both sweet and dry. Pomace and grappa. Brushed leather and saddles, dry, then covered in orange oils.
Palate: wow! Sweet up front, then bourbon, than white oak, then vanilla. Plums and grapes. Mouth and tongue coating, then dries with leather and grape/plum skins for some pomace ala grappa. Vanilla soaked bourbon oozing barrels. Sour cherries along edges, underneath, and in breath. Essence of rye and lowland single malt.
Final Thoughts: I would love to have this beer as a year-round staple in my fridge. Amazing. I feel like I have in one hand, the proud American heritage of bourbon, in another the rich history of Scotland, and in another the oldest beverage of humankind – beer. Separate and yet one – an amazing sensorial experience. Divine. Nectar of the goddesses and gods.
(an original written work by Kristyn Lier. plagiarism is not tolerated)