Profiled by Ken Carman
Creamy tan pillow head that fades fast. 30 srm, or tad lower. Edge of glass cling lingers once head disappears. Obsidian: strong light only shines through showing murky, yellow, highlights.
Aroma: ginger and a whiff of lime.
Mouthfeel: silky and abrasive at the same time due to spice/lime dominance. Low carbonation, almost no tingle from that.
Flavor: to be honest the spices conflict with basic stout recipe. And the spices are harsh, abrasive. Except color, there’s little stout here, just spices. The lime creates an annoying tang that doesn’t compliment, simply distracts: and I like lime. Maybe with just a slight hint might work, even then: questionable.
Where’s the stout? If any it’s the roasted barley combining with spice, and the lime, to increase the abrasiveness.
2.8: probably the lowest rank I’ve ever given a Sierra. In fact it may be one of the lowest ranks I’ve given at PGA. This is so out of balance it’s almost offensive.
Welcome to the PGA beer rating system: one beer “Don’t bother.” Two: Eh, if someone gives it to you, drink. Three: very good, go ahead and seek it out, but be aware there is at least one problem. Four: seek it out. Five: pretty much “perfecto.”
Warning! Warning! Ken Carman to your left! Reverse thrusters! Collision alert! Oh, dang, there you’ve gone and done it: you got some Ken Carman on our flying spaghetti monster.
Well that experience was a little… WARPED.