Thursday evening. I’m in a car on my way to a dinner with my wife’s grandparents. It’s their 60th wedding anniversary. I suppose it’s time to review a beer.
OK, I got you. It’s true that I’m in a car right now, but I’m not writing this right now. I’m writing this last night.
I just finished the bottle of Newport Storm Quinn. Prior to that was two cans of Narragansett Lager. Can you say “lush”? I have good reasons for binge drinking on a Wednesday! You see, I hadn’t had a ‘Gansett since last week…clearly I needed a couple. Then I needed to do two day’s worth of reviews given that I was going to be away from home tonight…I mean Thursday night….oh whatever…I hate doing reviews from the past.
Have you ever taken one sip of a beer and knew you were in for a hurting? My first sip of Lost Abbey Deliverance Ale screamed “WTF are you doing you stupid bastard?”. 12.5% ABV says it all. Time to man-up.
I should have known I was in trouble even before the first sip. The pour was virtually headless; even an angry vigorous pour wouldn’t get the foam flowing…damn you beer.
Before analyzing what I’m tasting, I’ll tell you that I REALLY dig this beer. It’s just plain good. I’m also 100% sure I’m not going to be able to finish it; the beer is a beast in the sweetness department and 4 sips in I’ve already got acid reflux. The sweetness is no doubt trying to mask the booze and it does a terrific job.
The Lost Abbey website states that “Deliverance a blend of bourbon barrel-aged Serpent’s Stout and brandy barrel-aged Angel’s Share.” Without doubt, bourbon is a major player in the flavor of this brew. My absolute favorite aspect is how creamy and smooth this is. It frankly reminds me of Southern Tier Creme Brulee Stout, possibly my all time favorite dessert beer. If I had some vanilla ice cream I would pour this over it or maybe make a float. So yummy. So complex. So worth trying.