I'm curious and willing to take the blame
Fuck.
Right, so, due to some storage difficulties (having to tilt the bottle in order to extract it from the fridge) and a somewhat greedy pour, I'm pretty sure some of the sediment remained in the beer, as it got a little hazy.
Still though, that's not
quite what I would describe as a "pleasant" experience. I'm open to "horsey, barnyard flavor with an element of hay", but this was just "what if we took lemon peel and added brake fluid?". An intense whack of sour nipple-twists rounded off with a quinine-coated thumbtack is not quite what I had in mind for the evening's sip.
I'm going out for an Irish Carbomb tonight.
Followed by a Black and Tan?
Maybe. What's in a black and tan?
Dark beer plus slightly lighter amber beer, the different alcoholic weights causing them to separate into distinct layers. Looks quite fancy.
It's also the colloquial name for the Royal Irish Constabulary Special Reserves, a delightful band of lightly-trained thugs rounded up by Churchill so that they could get more disposable meat to fight the IRA and subdue the populace during the Irish War of Independence. Just in case you wanted to round out the evening's cultural appreciation after referencing the IRA with an Irish carbomb.