Dry red fruiting (apple-grape-apricot) embellishes caramelized mocha malts and tingly spice hops, flattening to drearily unresolved corn sugared midst. Irish influence completely lost amongst dulled out toasted almond sweetness and muted floral accent of deep amber ale. But teasing bock-like fig-date finish adds depth.

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