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Conspicuously vague label, intriguing...
Alright, here we are with a bottle of "homework", as given to me by Barry Watson, my boss and the brain behind Pint Defiance. The extra-curricular work to be done was this mysterious bottle of oat soda called "Wicked Riff IPA" by 12 Bar Brews, a hole-in-the-wall brewery located in Woodinville, WA (their tasting room is closed Sunday through Thursday, which rules, if you truly dig the micro-brewing craft).
Poured this screwball into a Pint Defiance pint glass which, once filled, was alight with a dull but bright (retarded-sounding I know, but I was there!) honey-caramel hue which was easy on the eyes enough to forget you were supposed to drink it. The brew itself is an enigma of flavor; a clash of sweet and bitter flavors which leaves my tongue as confused (but stoked) as a nursing home resident after receiving a knuckle-sandwich from Mike Tyson for lunch (even though the nursing home resident was far from stoked, unless he/she was a huge Tyson fan). I've got a citrus-colored 1970 Chevy Malibu with a cotton-candy-swirl interior crashing head-on into a hop-covered 1974 Datsun 260z with a gas-tank full of ginger extract.
This one is a beauty for two reasons; vagueness, and originality. As soon as Barry placed this one in my hands, I could only guess about it's origin, and as a true fan of micro-brews, that gets you stoked. And as I finally tasted it, it put my taste-buds into a benevolently-schizophrenic state, which I dearly hope I get to experience again! Whoa.
My Rating:
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That's a 4.5....(DRINK THIS!)
<3,
Jordan
Interesting man. I just had to think about it, and think how I felt when I had a beer. The feeling when you can't quite put your finger on a particular taste. It can either be good or bad. I like it though (and the Tyson reference).
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