It is a Thursday, the day of the week that hints at coming freedoms yet pulls back your lofty dreams with another day’s work. Thursdays are not great days even if you have a pub quiz to look forward to (and we all know Thursdays and Tuesdays have forever been locked in an eternal battle for the title of Best Pub Quiz Night Of The Week) so it is usually a day my mind wanders to a pint at dinner.
The first hint of spring shines through our beers.
Today we tried a couple of beers, the names of which elude me as the clips were quite grotesque and the lettering utterly illegible. Picture light brown writing on a hay yellow background, in 6pt text, and you get the idea. One of them may have been a George Wright Blonde Moment but I wouldn’t like to be quoted on that. It was pleasant, light, quaffable, or as my esteemed co-drinkee says:
The first pint has a slightly spicy odour and I was richly rewarded with a very hoppy pint almost peppery to the pallet; quite surprising at first but it developed into comforting flavour. The colour was light and its head fluffy and it was a very easy drinkable beer. 4/5 “Good quaffing beer”
That’s a resounding thumbs up for quaffability, then. Note to self: “quaffability” to be considered for inclusion on list of favourite beer phrases.
The other, nameless, one in this photo was a grapefruit beer – one of those pale ales that doesn’t taste anything like beer at all and could pass as a can of weird fruit juice from an Asian grocers. His second one is described as:
The second pint was much darker than its predecessor; at first glance it was almost opaque ; but as the glass titled towards the sunshine it became obvious the ale was a rich dark brown in colour. A creamy head covered a rich almost chocolatey flavour rich with treacle and smoky overtones. Less drinkable than the first but an experience nevertheless 3/5
“An experience” eh? I always like a good beer experience. Even the bad ones aren’t far off being good, because they give you a story to tell. Beer, the gift that keeps on giving.
Overall, it was a good cheeky hour in the first hints of spring sun, filtering through the Postal Order windows as a reminder that summer is just round the corner.
Beers · Blonde Moment · dinnertime drinking · George Wright brewery · Postal Order
