So, the journey begins…
I had intended to leave them all until the weekend. However, events as marvellous as this happen few and far between for me, so I decided that I would allow myself to enjoy one drink.
After reading the bottles (and obviously not settling for the wine bottle sized one) I opted to go with the Wild Goose Chase.
Described as an “All Day Beer”, it was the obvious choice. At 4.5%, it’s not too strong for a weekday. I do have things to do. There were no food suggestions offered on the back of the bottle and that fit in perfectly with the fact that I had eaten far too much cottage pie an hour or so before.
The front of the bottle informs me that it is a farmhouse pale with gooseberry and zingy. I don’t know what a “zingy” is but, the other two, I am fairly familiar with.
It says to serve it chilled, so I decided to leave it in the fridge for about 4 hours. Left alone, it had reached a perfect temperature for the stifling weather in my living room. I settled in to watch the last 2 episodes of Peaky Blinders (an incredible TV show you really should watch), put my feet up and prepared to make notes.
Oh yes, I told you I was taking this seriously. I’m taking notes of all the beers as I drink them.
It smells incredible when you first open it. Have you ever had a really good beer which you have managed to balance perfectly with the exact right amount of fruit? That first sip, where you taste that harmony. That’s what this smells like.
I’m not one for prattling on about bouquets and what not (because, as I told you, I don’t actually know what I’m talking about) so I took a sip. It was somehow better than I anticipated, and I was expecting greatness. It was the perfect choice.
If I had to guess, I would say it is, roughly, 25 degrees C in my living room and because I lost my window key, it is the kind of heat that clings to your skin. I struggle to move without breaking out in a sweat and I’m not that out of shape. The combination of the beer’s temperature and the fruity acidity were a perfect antidote to this stifling atmosphere. I had to fight myself to not just drink it all in one go.
The hops and yeast flavours, although present, were not overpowering. They worked together with the fruit to create a completely new, entirely pleasant flavour. I have always found that Farmhouse Pales have a Saison taste to them. Which, after Googling, I found out is because Farmhouse Pale is the American adaptation of Saison. I did warn you I don’t know what I’m talking about. I’m just at providing analogies and describing tastes.
As I continued to drink the beer (slowly), I understood why they had included the word “zingy”. It was a perfectly apt way to describe the flavours. The gooseberry had a sweet tartness, Farmhouse Pales have a generally yeast like flavour (in a good way, not like a gone off pizza way). Together, I would describe those flavours as zingy.
So, well done guys. For both the name and the beer.
This is not a low rating. It is simply the first beer I have tried and I don’t want to paint myself into a corner, pointswise. It is a fantastic beer which would be perfect cold in one hand with a real hot dog (like a grilled sausage, not out of a tin or a jar), covered in caramelised onions and a perfect ratio of sriracha sauce to mayonnaise. Or ketchup and mustard, but I hate ketchup.