Don't Fear The Reaper...Mortality Stout

What a goofy name. A little web research reveals the little microbrew is co-owned by a fellow who runs a heavy metal musical instrument store down there. I guess that kind of explains the horrible label art full of silly fanged skulls and ravens and all sorts of "dark" imagery. If you've ever read this blog, you'll know there are some labels and names that are stupid and I'm not a fan of. But usually their beer sucks. Au contraire mon friar...

Blue Oyster Cult was RIGHT

Each time we're tasting a Stout, I find myself suddenly absentminded. Oh look, Lindsey Blohan is going back to rehab. Oh look, there's a wheat thin under the refrigerator. I'm not hungry but I'll take it. It's just personal preference. Stouts don't tickle my excitement bone, mainly because I don't like many of them and in my experience they tend to disappoint, like crusty cookies or M. Night Shymalan movies. But this guy is different, he tastes NICE. 

Beautiful pour. Toffee and coffee and slight nut taste tone that finishes with a light chocolate. This was pretty well balanced. The color also surprised me. Judging by the label, you'd never know how tasteful it is. Until we poured it, I thought a snake was going to pop out of the bottle or something. But damn, this was GOOD. WELCOME TO THE ROCK. Go to Bev Mo or wherever and buy this, it's worth it.