Tuesday, April 26, 2011


When last we spoke I was just placing the stout into the 2nd fermenter and dreaming of what it was going to taste like. Will it be a Guinness? Will it even taste like a stout? I had several thoughts about it but I tried to keep them pushed away. Then the day finally came, tasting day. They were in the bottle a little shy of 2 weeks but with the abv it probably wouldn’t really need any more than that. So I popped off the cap and poured it into a glass, it had a nice rich stout smell, light tan head and a dark almost black color. And the taste, ohhh the taste, almost a Guinness hit and a caramel after taste. I don’t mean to brag but this is a gooood stout. It makes me think about what it would have been like in the old days in Ireland wandering around after a battle against the Norse or the Scotts, cold, hungry, and beaten down in need of some serious pick me up. And you wander on into a small house, mud walls thatched roof, not too welcoming until the homeowner goes into the back room and brings out 2 flagons of a dark as night and smooth and sweet. One drink of this home brew and you’re already feeling your spirits lift and your pains dwindling away.

1 comment:

  1. I have partaken of the brew of which you speak, and it is one of the best, NAY, THE BEST homebrew ever to cross my palette.