4.9/10
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Appearance 6
Aroma 4
Flavor 5
Texture 6
Overall 4.5
[cask at dba NY] when an American sees the term "hophead" attached to the name of a beer, he gets certain expectations - the American, used to the brutal, "unrefined," palate-assaulting, paint-peeling flavor of a Dreadnaught and a Ruination expects that something named Hophead brings the promise of a mouth-puckering attack of hops - the American, obviously a plebeian that doesn’t appreciate the subtle nuances of a good golden ale, remarks, "this doesn’t taste like much of anything at all; where the hell are the hops?" - yes, there are some very subtle touches of grapfruit and grain, but, he thinks, "can’t the British make anything besides Bitters and Golden Ales, I mean, really, come on." But the American just doesn’t know what he’s talking about. His palate is ruined by all of those high gravity American monstrosities that shouldn’t even be called beer, what with their deviations from tradition and sense of experimentation. A pox on them all!
Tried
from Cask
on 05 Jun 2005
at 13:19