I think we can all agree that Samuel Adams beers have had their day in the sun of craft brewing but are now fully part of the big beer establishment. That's not say that there is anything wrong with a cold Sammy-A, they're usually just fine, not that I'm gonna grab a cold six any time soon. So, yeah... I'm kind of surprised to see anything from Sam Adams in this blog.
Here's what happened: I was at the store, minding my own business, slobbering over the beer section at my local, when suddenly I see this weird bee-chick who is either calling me a, or identifying herself as, a "Braggot". I don't know what I, or she, did to deserve this insult, but I do know that I would have spelled it "braggart". Being so insulted and misspelled, I purchased this (*gasp*) Samuel Adams beer. What choice did I have?
The label has all this bee-stuff on it, and a saucy lady giving me a "come hither" look (but she's covered in bees, so that's not gonna happen). I like the wacky "Honey Queen" name. The art is fun. The back of the label has some words in a pleasing font. All that stuff is pretty great. So, Sam Adams name aside, I'm thinking this could be a fun beer.
Also, I looked it up, and, according to the internets, a "braggot" isn't an insult or a typo. Who knew?
You'll never guess what this Honey Queen beer tastes like. Go on, try. Wrong! It tastes like honey. A shit-load of honey. Somewhere, there must be a field of small eviscerated plastic bears, because, wow, honey. In fact, if I was the kind of guy who really talked himself up and commented often about my superiority, I might say my better-than-average sense of taste tells me that this stuff is like half beer and half mead. I might point out how I, and I alone, can pick up on the distinct honey-up-front, beer-at-the-rear combo act of flavor. That's just the kind of thing a braggot might do. Lot's of honey, followed by beer, is all I'm sayin'.
It's pretty tasty, too. A bit candy-sweet for my taste, but not at all bad. I think I might have preferred just a 12oz bottle. 1 pint 6oz is a long way to the bottom for something this syrupy and rich. I can see the broader appeal, and I'm sure many people will enjoy the crap out of this, but I think I'm gonna need some tums or something in a bit. I am, as you know, a delicate flower. At this moment, I am a delicate flower that is reminded why I prefer malt sugars to honey sugars. Malt sugars aren't candy-like. So, while I certainly like this braggot, I would really rather have a stout.
Personal tastes aside, I feel that I owe Samuel Adams, and, by extension, the Samuel Adams Brewery (a.k.a Boston Beer Co.), a nod for taking a risk, and making something that is far more interesting than it is marketable. Way to go, you corporate beer shills, you really grew a pair with this and took back a cup-full of your Boston pride. So what if it won't fly off the shelves, or start a new craze, you tried something different. I'm proud of you.
But, I'm still not going to buy a six pack of your beers or one of your hoighty-toighty glasses. I've got my pride too.
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