Okay I'll admit, the title is just stolen from a rad-as-fuck song, since the alchoholic beverages I picked up tonight are a selection of ales and ciders, as opposed to actual beers.
Anyway, enough fucking excuses! Here's the fucking drinks!
Gonna go with my usual (well, once...) format of reviewing 'em as I drink 'em, it usually gets pretty retarded as the night goes on. So, here goes!
I went for the 'Hooky Gold' first. It's pretty mellow, not too much of a bite to it. Smells real dry, if thats something that 'professional' beer reviewers ever mention, the smell. Yeah, real dry. Not really a whole lot to set it apart from other drinks, but it's pretty good.
Next up... well i ain't decided yet, the fridge is calling...
Henney's Still Cider it is! Going back to the olfactory aspect of booze, hooooly shit, does this smell good! I'm generally not a big fan of cider, but it's usually cheap/free, and you can drink a full crate and feel nothing. Perfect for summer days/winter nights. Anyway, I'm rambling, totally unlike me, right?
This is such a smooth cider, it's probably the best I've ever tried. Doesn't taste carbonated in any way, and it has that real good, almost sour tang to it that REAL apples have? You can almost... well, drink that good hard CRUNNNNCHCH you get when you bite into an apple. Yeah, this rules actually.
No bullshit. Third beer time. Went for the Ola Dubh next. As I've already established to my trans-ocean drinking partner, I don't speak a fucking word of my country's native tongue, except... I can't spell it, but hello, basically. Where was I goin' with that...?
Uh, this is a real ale, brewed in whisky casks. Which obviously affects the flavour, and the strength in a fuckin awesome way. It has a real satisfying effect on the ol' nose-based sense, and the taste itself is just... fucking solid. My grammatical prowess is somewhat useless in the face of such awesome... sheer tastiness! Just... go buy one of these. Fuck that, buy 5, and drink em for dinner, and thank me later. It makes time go fast and slow.
Fourth beer. Maplemoon. The name alone. Fuck. Canadian werewolvery. Incase you hadnt guessed, I've been supplementing these reviewed beers with standard Coronas with dinner, and the occasional whisky pallette-cleanser. So yeah. Pissed as fuck. But this beer... I aint even gonna SMELL IT! Just drink it! it's good. this tstes similar to other beers I've reviewd on here, kinda... organic tasting, like a real... pungence? Apparently this coutnains Myrup Saple, but ya could've fooled me, it;s pretty dry and savoury, as opposed to'woody' and sweet. It seems to have a tree on the label for a reason....? Ah. fuck it. drink it already. Done.
I know, I know, I bought five bottles, but ya know what? This is my blog, fuck you, I dont need to finish all of 'em tonight. That other cider will go down fuckin beautifully for breakfast. So yeah, I'm calling it a night at 4 beers reviews, a few more drunk, and another to look forward to tomorrow.
Bang your fucking head to this song, then fuck off and drink somethin'.
