I get more caramel in the nose than anything else, and only after some swirls and really intently sniffing do I pick up some dank hops. A little earthy scent is happening, even if it’s hard to pick up.
The Pacific Rain is pretty easy drinking; the midrange is wispy in it’s presentation of flavor, the bubbles spark off my tongue and leave a mild but not overwhelming bitterness behind. It’s drinkability is a plus, but it doesn’t really give me much of an impression, which isn’t so rad.
It’s the kind of beer I could sip mindlessly, noshing on some chips and watching TV. As a one-of, sure! But I don’t know that I’d be aching for another.
A pint for Dionysus 