Let me set the scene:
We’ve just put Little Bug to bed for the 3rd time tonight. The house is nearly dark and it’s very quiet. The dogs are in bed. I won’t bore you with details but it’s been a long stressful day. Mister walks in from the kitchen and hands me a snifter of a beautiful, deep, rich brown beer. I didn’t know what it was but it turned out to be Fort Collins Kidd (black lager). This one falls in the same category as last night’s dunkel.
Mister, “Wow. That has a really strong nose. It’s sorta wet dog. No, sour. I don’t know. What do you smell?”
Me, “Give me a second; I’m blogging.”
Mister turns to his phone and starts playing a game.
Me, “I smell coffee, chocolate, and a deep roasted malt (almost burned).”
Mister, “I like it. I don’t think you’re going to.”
Not so much at first. It’s a complex flavor, slightly bitter (24 IBU) and a bit smokey. The after taste is definitely coffee. I will say that it grows on you, though. I had a few more sips as I was typing out the last of this and while I don’t think I’ll be begging for more, I definitely didn’t hate it.
Mister suggested that it’d be good with ice cream. I agree. A rich, velvety vanilla would set it off perfectly. Time for a beer float?
Cheers!
Adventures in Beer... 