Well I poured my lovely new pale ale into a glass, inhaled that more-subtle-than-expected aroma - mellowed by the Williamette I think - admired the golden colour, took a mouthful and was pleasantly surprised by balance.....and promptly spilled the full glass over the carpet <!-- s:( --><img src="{SMILIES_PATH}/icon_sad.gif" alt="

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I'd been going to have the Grand Cru for dessert, but the only other suitable beer I had for chilling with tortilla chips was the Hercules Double and after the massive hop-and-alcohol whack of that I wasn't in the mood for anything else.
Not sure when I'll try the IPA, as I really couldn't handle all that by myself and any company plans I have for the weekend either involve driving, or people who aren't interested in beer. Strange people.
I did like the little I had of the Pale Ale though, I must say. I think I'm kind of going through a phase of not wanting the insane hops I wanted a few months ago - or possibly that was just the phase and now I'm normal <!-- s;) --><img src="{SMILIES_PATH}/icon_wink.gif" alt="

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