Aromatic nut, chocolate, and chicory roastedness welcomes dry-bodied deep brown ale. Burnt cedar-oak wood tones decorate chalky mocha palate, sour coffee bean register, and dried raisin complement for enchantingly creamy succulence more commonly associated with porters than typical Scotch ales.

Wonderfully smooth deep brown full body with dry powdered cocoa permeation and tingly candied liqueur sentiment leaves fleshy yeast clumps at glass bottom. Sweet chocolate midst gathers smoked peat malts and pliant almond-hazelnut toasting secured by roasted hop plethora.

Roasted barleymalt thickness and warm alcohol punch underscore suitable mahogany-hued ale. Gentle water texture softens chocolate-y malt permeation and fruity barleywine illusion to subdued sweet molasses finish. Rather buoyant and smooth despite full-bodied Scottish ale complexity.

Don’t let misleading Scotch ale styling fool you. Molasses-thick ruby-maroon ‘wee heavy’ is more reminiscent of a dry port with its tobacco-stained red-purple grape density, sinister burgundy-bourbon sedation, vegetal peat-topsoil earthiness, and wet wood nuance. Maple-tarred black coffee bittering subsumes latent fig, date, and fruitcake hints.

Exquisite maroon-hued chestnut-highlighted coriander-spiced fruited malt brew gains burnt wood attenuation, sour coffee-chocolate strut, deep cherry ripeness, and herbal-tobacco accent ’til dry prune punctuation embellishes barleywine finish for debonair digestif.

Pouring like an expensive champagne (and formerly brewed by Caledonian), tawny wheat-honeyed wee heavy coats the tongue with caramel-malted plum wine, barleywine, and bourbon boozing. Musty oaken vanilla and dry cherry illusions seep into leathery peat spine. An unsophisticated pleasure filling the middle ground between Samuel Smith IPA from Samuel Adams Scotch Ale.

Sweet barley-malted Scotch-grazed caramel frontage maintains syrupy creaminess. Bock-like in its full-bodied essence. Brewery defunct: 2001.

Ironic ‘Jinx’ moniker puts whammy on elusive ’02-introduced light-bodied peat-smoked autumnal ale inspired by ‘doctrines of medieval chemists.’ Acidic sour orange esters haunt muted wheat-grass trifle, vacant raisin triviality, benign hickory smoked sweetness and abbreviated earthen wood tones, nearly putting potion in dire straits. Originally mistook surreptitious pecan-cocoa sway and dried fig dash embellishing resinous hop scourge for metallic astringency.