First, I want to complain about the beer selection in my local Publix in rural Florida. When I visited today, they only had about 300 IPA's. The big problem with this scant selection is that some wise guy might manage to take advantage of the 3" of unused fridge space and put some other type of beer in there. We definitely need more IPA's and bad wheat beers with catchy names, because otherwise, someone might be corrupted by a lager or stout.
The last beer I reviewed was Funky Buddha Hop Gun, which surprised me by being excellent. This beer should have been much better. For one thing, it hadn't been sitting in my pantry for at least two years, and for another, some online beer site said it was THE best beer. Everyone else, stop brewing, because some 25-year-old beer website kid who got into microbrews in 2015 has ruled. This is THE best beer.
It may be THE best beer, but it doesn't taste that way. It's pretty good, but I won't be buying it again.
This is an all-Centennial beer. I don't know why anyone would do that after Sierra Nevada and everyone else embraced Centennial, but there it is.
The first thing that punches you in the face is a huge blast of hop smell.
I get it. Aroma is a big deal now. But this was overpowering. All I smelled was hops. And they smelled like hops. I don't want hops that smell or taste like hops and nothing else. I want citrus, pine, spices...whatever. That pure hop smell is not really that good. And I could not smell the malt at all. Nothing but hops. This stuff is the Vick's Vaporub of beer.
It was very clear, or at least it appeared so during the few seconds before the glass fogged over. The color was a pleasant light amber. The head was okay. It seemed to me that the carbonation was on the light side. That makes it go down faster, but I like a little carbonation, and who doesn't feel cheated when beer doesn't come with a belch? On the Alphabetic Belch Scale, where a perfect score is belching all the letters from A to Z, I would give this a C.
The taste is hard to describe. It's like you taste IPA at first, and then a taste like a sweetish lager sneaks in behind it. I kept drinking it, trying to find interesting flavors, but I came up with nothing. Zero complexity. I hope it's the beer, because otherwise, I have coronavirus.
I hate the thought of being seen drinking something with a name like Funky Buddha, but that beer was much, much more impressive to me. I have nothing but contempt for beer competitions, so I don't know anything about them. Maybe Two Hearted ticks off the boxes on beer judges' lists, and that makes it THE best. I don't know what those boxes are. I thought this was a perfectly good beer, but in the end, I was glad it was a 6-pack and not a 12-pack.
The last beer I reviewed was Funky Buddha Hop Gun, which surprised me by being excellent. This beer should have been much better. For one thing, it hadn't been sitting in my pantry for at least two years, and for another, some online beer site said it was THE best beer. Everyone else, stop brewing, because some 25-year-old beer website kid who got into microbrews in 2015 has ruled. This is THE best beer.
It may be THE best beer, but it doesn't taste that way. It's pretty good, but I won't be buying it again.
This is an all-Centennial beer. I don't know why anyone would do that after Sierra Nevada and everyone else embraced Centennial, but there it is.
The first thing that punches you in the face is a huge blast of hop smell.
I get it. Aroma is a big deal now. But this was overpowering. All I smelled was hops. And they smelled like hops. I don't want hops that smell or taste like hops and nothing else. I want citrus, pine, spices...whatever. That pure hop smell is not really that good. And I could not smell the malt at all. Nothing but hops. This stuff is the Vick's Vaporub of beer.
It was very clear, or at least it appeared so during the few seconds before the glass fogged over. The color was a pleasant light amber. The head was okay. It seemed to me that the carbonation was on the light side. That makes it go down faster, but I like a little carbonation, and who doesn't feel cheated when beer doesn't come with a belch? On the Alphabetic Belch Scale, where a perfect score is belching all the letters from A to Z, I would give this a C.
The taste is hard to describe. It's like you taste IPA at first, and then a taste like a sweetish lager sneaks in behind it. I kept drinking it, trying to find interesting flavors, but I came up with nothing. Zero complexity. I hope it's the beer, because otherwise, I have coronavirus.
I hate the thought of being seen drinking something with a name like Funky Buddha, but that beer was much, much more impressive to me. I have nothing but contempt for beer competitions, so I don't know anything about them. Maybe Two Hearted ticks off the boxes on beer judges' lists, and that makes it THE best. I don't know what those boxes are. I thought this was a perfectly good beer, but in the end, I was glad it was a 6-pack and not a 12-pack.
