Don’t expect noticeable wintry spicing or traditional porter traits from sullied flesh-headed brown-bodied deviant. Stilted sour prune waft burrows through acrid oaken grape astringency and styptic cocoa powder constriction. Charcoal-stained tobacco leaf, black tea, fig, and compost illusions spell dungy earthen bog.
Uniquely impressive medium-bodied winter porter places cinnamon-spiced gingerbread theme above hop-roasted maple-sapped molasses malts. Oncoming brown chocolate sweetness deepens black cherry, almond, and pecan illusions seeping into burgundy-soaked cookie dough finish.
Dry Scotch malts play off powdery chocolate, mocha latte, and burnt caramel illusions as peat-smoked earthiness soaks impending black cherry skin acridity ’til roasted coffee finish haunts old St. Nick’s.