I’m drinking Beer Valley‘s Heavy Sugar’s Braggot, which has a spicy flavor at the end, not unlike a beer that has been given a jalapeno kick. It’s not quite as intense but it’s certainly notable to me, as I’m sensitive to such flavors.
I don’t think it’s supposed to be like that. It’s so unusual, I have to go back up and make sure I was served the correct beer. I was. Geoff has a sample of the beer. The look on his face tells me a lot but I ask anyway: “I’m not crazy, am I?”
“No, you’re not,” he says with a shake of his head.
So now I’ve got a mystery on my hands. I was served the correct beer, we’ve verified that. Still, something is wrong and nobody has a description of the beer or what’s going on with it so…everyone is at a loss.
I kind of love this. Nobody knows anything and all there is to do is wait until other sources talk to the people at Bailey’s and give more data.
But in the meantime, I kinda hate this beer. I have said before: I do not drink beer to get spicy flavors, I drink it to kill spicy flavors. On top of that, there is the jarring moment between what I’m expecting and what I’ve gotten that I can’t get around. Let’s get something else, because I’m certain I can do better than this beer.
On the other hand, there’s a chance I’ll be able to talk about this beer again later when more information comes up, which means I’ll have something else to write about. That’s always cool.
A pint for Dionysus 