On tap at Shepherd & Knucklehead, crisply citric cream ale utilizes tropical Mosiac hop acidity and pilsner-malted flouring to capture the essence of a zesty-fruited pale ale. Perfumed yellow grapefruit entry picks up brisk orange peel bittering. Advertised milk-buttered adjunct seemingly a non-factor.

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On tap at Shepherd & Knucklehead, approachable copper-based autumnal hybrid retains buttery vanilla creamed crystal malting to abut vegetal pumpkin meat roast. Advertised orange-oiled pink peppercorn seasoning stays below candied ginger herbage, lemon saffron oiling and sugary gin-rummy ethers (produced by hefty 9% alcohol volume). Vodka-wafted rubbing alcohol waft increases ethanol burn, but supple cream ale never succumbs to acrid liquor-based phenolics.

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Serviceable pre-prohibition style cream ale (in a can) claims to be staple in Rhode Island during the Sixties. A bit thin, its spritzy citric-spiced grassy hops creep alongside smooth pale-lagered Vienna and caramel malts. Mild lemony orange twist and light vanilla creaming veiled by phenol complacency. White-breaded spine nearly goes limp. But it’s summertime sessionable when chilled.

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On tap at Birdsall House, smooth nitro-creamed eggshell-headed pleasantry retains cleaner grain-hop profile and gentler reedy hop bittering than less definitive cream ales. Mild tea-like flow mellows into baked breaded bottom while grouty piquancy speckles silken minerality. Arguably the best cream ale marketed in the states. Get onboard!

 

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Fine canned version streamlines baked-breaded sourdough malting with resinous hop bittering, coarse grain-husked minerality and wafting cologne musk. Herbal snips and vegetal wisps glide through the salt-watered briskness as well. Serve to anyone intrigued by Heineken’s pungent hop bitterness or to less aggressive Dortmunder lager imbibers. Betters any marketed cream ale.

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On tap at Mews (and available in cans), polite moderate-bodied cream ale makes for an easygoing, approachable session beer. Dry wood-toned hop spicing creases honeyed citric easement above crowded biscuit malt bottom. Baked bread, wheat toast and baguette illusions provide restrained alacrity. 

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Approachable moderate-bodied session ale. Light caramelized creaming and doughy baked breading contrast subtly perfumed grassy hop bittering. Lemony grapefruit splurge picks up mild herbal tea nuance above wispy ethanol pungency, finishing with a zesty citric zip.

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Amiable creamy-headed straw-hazed sparkling ale combines dark Belgian malts with sinewy yeast funk, bitter citrus spicing, and tea-like splendor for casually perplexed moderate body. As hoppy as an IPA (with wispy yellow grapefruit, green apple, and orange fruiting), but softly crisp-watered and lightly grained, allowing pilsner fans a chance to catch their breath.…

Toasted almond nuttiness, brazen barley roast, and cracked wheat spine thin out to diffuse buttery finish of middling light body. Somewhat flat, acidic, and oily when warmed.…

Thick doughy essence and cloy creamed corn froth buried beneath dismal maize-dried metallic hop fizz to sudsy diacetyl finish. Acetous density bloats gut for flatulent conclusion. Low-budgeted blue collar fans call it Genny Cream. Pass.…

Unlike most Rogue’s tried and tested, this was found only in smaller 12-ounce bottle. Amazingly, it loses little textural richness or fine organic consistency. Honey-glazed creaminess, moderate fruity bitterness, and herbal twinge enhance corn syrupy malted grain continuance, though intrusively astringent hop finish ransacks buttery vanilla snippet.…

Pours from the can like thick nitro-fueled Guinness (though much lighter in appearance), allowing cascading bubbles to arise from bottom. Creamy froth saturates orange peel tang, wafting barleymalt sweetness and brisk hop bitterness, bettering Boddington’s billowy dilution by a widget. But it’s a tidbit thin for its class.…