Chinga Tu Pelo
5 Rabbit Cervecería in Bedford Park, Illinois, United States 🇺🇸
Golden / Blonde Ale Regular|
Score
6.57
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dwest (2949) reviewed Chinga Tu Pelo from 5 Rabbit Cervecería 8 years ago
Appearance - 6 | Aroma - 6 | Flavor - 6 | Texture - 6 | Overall - 5.5
Can. Brother in law got for me. Pretty average beer, blonde ale. Hilarious name
Appearance - 8 | Aroma - 6 | Flavor - 7 | Texture - 8 | Overall - 6.5
RATING #2900! I could start making claims about this being the gateway beer for people with more money than beer sense, who’ll pay $3,000 for a bottle of wine but just have a light beer. But since I don’t know that for sure, or whether the staff at Trump Plaza’s bar actually has a well-curated beer menu as well, so I should just look at the beer itself. The description on the Cellar Door beer list called it "A nice, light golden ale," at 4.8% alcohol by volume. That led me to suspect this might be a lighter version of their flagship 5 Rabbit 5 Rabbit. The lighter alcohol would be the mark of a "gateway" beer to be served where people might not be that adventurous. My pour, into a standard shaker glass, showed a hazy, lightly filtered yellow beer under a thin, but stubborn head (insert your own hair jokes here, if you will). The aroma is light, with slightly toasted malts and just a light background of hop bitterness. The 5 Rabbit uses noble Saaz hops, I’m guessing this does the same, or maybe has a milder German hop. As I thought, an easy beer. However, the taste does holds its own. Many golden/blond ales come across as sweet or sugary, but this keeps my sweet tooth calmed just from the malt, probably Pilsner or a similar light malt. I might not rule out out a touch of maize to keep the body light. For a beer in that’s nearly in the "session" range, it is quite filling, and it finishes with just a little extra flourish of bitterness. No lingering sugar or hop aftertaste. Except for the slight fruity ale ester, this might fool some people in thinking they had an Old Style. It’s a very good base beer for the summer, at least for as long as it lasts. You like to think of yourself as one of barbarians at the gates, overrunning the estate and drinking beverages formerly reserved for the master and his snooty guests… then you’re like me!