What happens when we travel down to San Diego for a wedding but there's terrible traffic and I'm late to pick up my tux? Well before anyone gets married we have to stop at a brewery, duh.
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| I love it when dad's bring their kids to breweries. It inspires future Walker |
Iron Fist is a favorite of David and I's and yours truly especially wants to fill up our growler with their potent Oatmeal Stout, Velvet Glove. Our college friend Gordon is with us and this is his first time to any SoCal breweries.
Iron Fist has a new blend that's cold off the fermenter, a big bad, belgian triple/ipa called UPRISING. This has motherloving 12% alcohol packed into a 10oz snifter. With the clock reading 4pm, I am only
now getting over the atomic hangover I incurred last night, and this
thing might send me right back to the stone age.
The Uprising has a Paul Bunyon body, big and bold. A sweet yeasty and grainy aroma is followed by a sweet caramel and sharply bittered body. Initially the alcohol doesn't seem very present, merely peeking around the corner, but as the beer warms the glass becomes the perfect storm of sweetness, bitterness and alcohol that threatens to implode my mouth. It's an impressive beer that gets a little ahead of itself.
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| "Please," the Groom said, "Growler me." |
I'm enjoying this but it's a tenacious beer, an 'in your face supporter' of all things intense. David is driving and this put him back on his heels a bit. For me, one glass is all it takes to slay the Goliath...of my hangovers. Back to the water bottle. Still, worth the experience. TRANSFORMERS rating
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