Lá fhéile Pádraig sona dhuit!
There, now that I’ve got my fake Irish pretensions out of the way, let’s get on to the real business. (I am one eighth Irish, don’t ya know.) St. Patrick’s Day, one of my favourite holidays; Guinness Stout, one of my favourite beers! Who knew that the Irish were actually good at a few things? Not several hundred years worth of English pigs it would seem!
Excuse me while I cue up the Pogues version of Young Ned Of The Hill…
Okay, so maybe Cromwell isn’t the best reason to continue hating the English. After all, English types like me despise the bugger too! But I digress.
Guinness. That lovely, charming, black beer, that people either seem to love or hate. Myself I’m not sure how you could hate it, but so be it. Full, deep, rich, creamy, fulfilling, and I haven’t even started talking about how it tastes yet! Just you wait.. or maybe I should just get on with the tasting notes section of this blog post? Yes? Okay.
Appearance: thick creamy head, nice and black
Nose: roast malt, hint of coffee
Palate: smooth and creamy, hint of chocolate, deliciously balanced
Finish: initially pleasant hazelnut cream, followed by a subtle lingering roast coffee flavour
Overall: this beer defies logic in how perfect it is. Sometimes I feel like no two pints of Guinness are alike in taste, and yet every one is so damn good. Hard to convey in words how good it really is!
Rating: 5/5 Fucking Excellent
P.S. Jameson whiskey is good too!!!
P.P.S. So is James Joyce! Go read his stuff 🙂
P.P.P.S. No St. Patrick’s Day ambiance would be complete without a thought for a lass. In this case, my darling girl Tash, who is hundreds of miles away from me, whilst I am stuck on this rock! ❤