After another lovely day at work, some exhilarating grocery shopping, and making fake-bacon BLTs for dinner, we are finally relaxing. As usual, in front of the TV; we are watching the movie Sahara tonight. After waiting an hour and a half to digest the two giant sandwiches I had, I’m finally cracking a beer. More precisely, a Founders Dirty Bastard scotch style ale.
I don’t recall the last time I had a scotch style ale. In fact, I don’t even know what constitutes a scotch style ale. Maybe someone will comment and enlighten me.
The beer had a great head. In fact, 10 minutes after I’ve poured it, there is still an eighth of an inch of foam on top.
Even though I let the beer warm up significantly, the flavor is over the top. Abrasively bitter. The taste doesn’t start that way. It starts like it smells: slightly sweet with a raisin flavor. It ends brutally bitter. For the first time in a long time, I’ve found a beer that I really don’t enjoy. So sad, as I recently fell in love with Founders when I tried their Breakfast Stout.