Beer
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Orme
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Brewery
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Great Orme
Brewery
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ABV
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4.2%
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Notes
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I was
really looking forward to the possibility of drinking this stately looking
North Welsh beer. Hugging the gentle mineral rich waters sweetly to my palate
again, mimics the ageless percolation of waters through the mist imbued rocks
of Snowdonia. I had been kissed by Cerridwen’s ales before and refreshed with
her mystical cauldren’s offerings, so felt that malty bliss would be a foregone conclusion. Just how wrong can you be!
This beer is as treacly as a lifelong chain smoker's lung biopsy, with some subtly ironic caramel thrown in (as though to say "look- this is the prize you could have had"). Cancerously camphorous with hints of cardboard. It
is hoppy like some teenager’s armpit homebrew skulking under the stairs. There is no
appreciable head, and bloating sewerage gas. It is astringent to the point of
being acrid which lingers on the tongue as a malevolent aftertaste. It’s a
battle of wits to finish it. The gastric pits are pitted against pitiful
piss. The 4.2% feels more like drinking 5.2% and its harsh. I feel in a way
like Ive had a lucky escape. If this was on draught in a local pub I’d
probably have got into a fight trying to swap it out. All of this ‘smokey
Joe’ quickly neutralises itself in a tasteless mucoid slime which is crowned
by a vapid citric stab, somewhat akin to the crappy tang you get when
you pop a cheap vitamin C tablet or change a nappy on a bad day. Gastritis generator. Unpleasant. Dogwash.
Both the Great and Little Ormes have been etymologically linked
to the Old Norsewords urm or orm that mean sea
serpent (the English word worm is transliterated from the
same term). The Great Orme being the head, with its body being the land
between the Great and Little Ormes. Although the Vikings left no
written texts of their time in
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Marks /10
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2.9
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North Utsire
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