Fruity but not tart. Peach is subtle; main flavors here are coriander-clove Belgian spice. I don't normally gravitate to that flavor profile, but this was quite decent.
Light coconut, dark chocolate roast, tending toward the bitter rather than sweet. Thin body. Just ever-so-slightly sour on the finish. I know it doesn't sound like it, but I did think this was yummy.
Agh. Not my favorite. Definitely more on the barnyard funk side than sour, with a plummy sweet alcoholic quality maybe playing a bit too prominent a role.
Strong bourbon notes pervade this inky stout. There's a dry, slightly tacky plummy quality at the heart of the flavor, and some yeasty bitterness that builds up quite strongly into the aftertaste. It was quite a bit more bitter than I remember. Decent, but not what I think I had back then.
Surprisingly smooth for an imperial IPA. The resinous flavours are definetly there, but they seem to be tamed by something. Maybe the extra sweetness of the beer. Pretty good altogether.
Tons of resin and tropical fruit - basically the first half of a super-pungent hop bomb, which suddenly and mysteriously vanishes right before it would have exploded. The finish is impressively clean. It's a neat trick.
Wow! There's a lot going on in this beer. A complex, but amazing, assemblage of flavors. (Cherries, dried raisins, caramel, coffee, chocolate) Quite tart, it has a little bit of a red wine feel. Ends on a short lived and pleasing bitterness.
There's a bit of reek to this beer; it's subtle but evocative of bacitracin on a foot wound, or a public school gymnasium after a good bleaching. It's a shame because every other flavor in this beer was nice -- smooth nitro and sweet malt with some fragrant hoppiness. But oh, that reek.
I don't know if it's different from the bottle, but today it seemed like the pinot noir was overwhelming in presence. Like a blend of wine with plum-tinged Belgian ale and an overt candi sweetness. Nothing subtle about it, and I felt off-kilter for a while afterwards.
Smells inky and tart, but if anything, it translates into a subtle fruit overtone rather than any detectable sourness on top of a smooth, malty stout mellowed considerably by barrel aging. The fruitiness, cherry-like but mostly unidentifiable, surfaces on the breath between sips. Delicious.