Twelve
ounce bottle poured into a tulip. 9.8%
ABV. Stored and served at 55F. Bottled “01/21/16”.
Appearance: The color of an aged brick building. A building with a cellar. Murky with a fair amount of age-chunks
suspended in glass. Poured with a decent
head that has since faded into a thin ring around the edge. The debris is being pushed around by the
bubbles, which is creating a sort of hypnotic lava lamp that I can’t take my
eyes off of (4/5).
Aroma: Interesting… the aroma comes off very
earthy. Almost like a damp cellar.
Old
tobacco. Stale wine. Some old guy, sitting in the corner and
giving you the stink eye. What’s his
problem? Perhaps he’s the curmudgeon (4.25/5).
Taste: The bottle says Old Ale with molasses and
oak. Molasses… check. Oak… can’t miss it. Both come through in spades. It gives the impression of a very old
wine. Fruity and woody. I’m back in the cellar with the old guy. He’s wearing an ancient leather coat that has
an extinguished pipe in one of the pockets.
His wife died twenty years ago and he comes here every night. He sits on the same stool and eyeballs
everyone who walks through the door. You
anxiously order a drink. Perhaps Old Curmudgeon
(4.5/5).
Mouthfeel: Medium body, light carbonation (4.5/5).
Overall: This beer puts the “Old” in Old Ale. It is full of rich flavors and just feels incredibly
mature. Of all of the Old Ales I’ve
consumed over the past couple years, this one may be the best example of the
style. Not my favorite per se, but in the
future if someone asks me what an Old Ale is, this is likely the direction I will
recommend they take. When Michael
Jackson talked about his half a glass by the fire, I imagine this is what he
was looking for. Awesome job, Founders (4.5/5).
-Matt
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