The label of J.W. Lees Harvest promised an ale matured in sherry casks. This one was bottled in 2010 and being a fan of quite a few beers that tend to age well, I gave it a go. I should of got up and went.
It poured a slightly cloudy copper color with a thin tan head. It smelled of booze but the kind of booze that I don’t like. A little too sweet in the nose. I also noticed some honey and molasses. The taste is where it absolutely south for me.This is the 96th review I’ve written and I think the 100th beer I’ve drank since starting this adventure. This is the first beer that I refuse to finish. 90% of this beer is going straight down the drain. And I don’t care…that’s how much I dislike it.
The taste is all sherry and has a pronounced alcohol bite. There’s honey and hop but it also tastes like ashes -- kind of like how I would think old cigarettes taste. Smoked isn’t a bad thing in my world. In fact, I have a rauchbier hanging in the fridge that I’m super excited about.
So on that note, I’m going to open up something I know I like -- Blue Sunday Sour -- and relax with a couple episodes of The Wire.
Oh, indeed.
p.s. Microsoft Word keeps autocorrecting rauchbier to be raunchier. Oh autocorrect, you entertain me so!
