Sometimes I make the mistake of cellaring beer far, far too long. (Prime example: my 2008 Deschutes Abyss.)
Recently I made the opposite mistake: drinking a beer that was not yet at its prime.
The beer? A bière de garde from Wildeye Brewing.
The beer was perfectly fine as-is. It tasted like a brown beer on steroids, with touches of sugar and raisin, though with a bit of a funky ending. But it was only after I had the beer that I read the label: “This beer will cellar for two years.”
I mean, it’s the beer’s style. It’s even in the damn name of the beer. It tells you to put it away. It wants you to wait.
And…I did not.
Oh well. There’s always another bottle.