At the Ice House Pub the night before, Dr Ben asked which brown ale he should try. Knowing he was not a “traveled” as I was, I suggested Newcastle. I’ve had it before, a long time ago, and knew it was a subtle brown that he might tolerate. I was right. It only took him about 5 minutes to finish it off, he was in a hurry for desert.
I happened to have one in the fridge, so the next day, which was the hottest day of our vacation at 82, I opened one after a riveting game of badminton with my 7 year old son (I lost). It was cold cold cold, which may have stopped some of the flavours from coming through, because it really just tasted like a slightly malty beer.
I know if I got it on tap, it would have been at the right temp, but whatever. It was good nonetheless. Perhaps next time I find myself in a pub watching a footy match I’ll grab another one.
On a side note, they have one of THE BEST websites I’ve ever seen for a brewery.
This was the last fun beer of the vacation. But fear not, I’m bringing back 52 new ones with me to add to the list. (if you happen to be a border guard, please disregard that last comment).