Northern Monk’s Trilogy series is an annual series paying homage to the three pillars of beer: Hops, Malt, and Yeast. This is the last of the three and the one I was least looking forward too.
I was torn over this beer. It’s not a style I particularly like, I have to be in the right mood. That mood appears to happen once every five years or so. I’m not quite sure why this is, I’ve drunk loads of them in the past and enjoyed them.
Either way, I wasn’t in the mood.
It poured an every so slightly hazy, dark apricot jam, light marmalade colour. The tight white head looked solid, but dropped fairly quickly. The nose was quite fresh, with all the spicy ester aromas that you expect for this style off beer.
It was massive in the mouth, with an initial waft of carbonation, that parted to allow all the yeasty ester flavours to swamp everything. Sweetness reined. The yeast ester flavours lingering, like the last guest at a party, drunk and refusing to leave.
There may have been a tickle of bitterness in there, it was hard to tell. What was telling, was my reaction to drinking it. Gurning, is probably the most descriptive I can be.
After leaving it for an hour or so, it wasn’t quite so bad. I’ll leave it up to you to decide if my palate had adjusted, or the beer had mellowed. It was still sweet and estery, but now also had a slight juicy hop quality at the death.
Yes, it’s well made. Yes, it does what is says on the tin. Yes, loads of people are probably going to love it.
No, I wont be having another any time soon. The clue is in the name of the blog…