Friday, November 9, 2018
Beer Friday. Payette. Pistolero Porter
Beer Friday done live on an actual Friday!? Do we wait for the nostalgic Lonebiker Parade to roll through? A grumpy led procession of sorts complimented with poor sentence structure and periods that end way the fuck over here .
Oh I'll just be nicer to my old self. The grumpiness will keep coming though. I cannot control that. The first couple of days have not had any riding and I'm sorry. I did have a rib injury at work where it was diagnosed there is either a slight fracture or the muscle in the area is heavily bruised. The injury was not the real reason for the lack of riding, it was the lack of readiness the Winter bike is in. An emergency brake bleed was in order which included a handlebar change. Yes things are getting a bit narrower all for a good reason. So here is hoping a ride is coming soon. Breathing in heavily is quite hard with the ribs so we will see how it goes.
Payette brewing is located in Boise, Idaho. We are pretty sure this is the first time Payette has been on here but can't quite nail it down. Of course that would mean searching through the archives which none of us feel like doing right now. Not even those greasy interns.
Taken from the perennial series of beers from Payette. This one was aged twelve months in a barrel which has me on edge for the opening and first, second, and tenth sip...
The pour gave a very dark beer that poured into the glass with the mischief of an ancient Viking. A small head formed and was gone which evaporated into a lake of froth which sat on top of my glass eying me like a bad college professor eying his female students on a Friday night at the local pub.
Once we all settled down a sip was taken and I was quite taken back by the incredible that was happening in my mouth. Smells of sweet caramel and mountain almonds (does that even exist?) are evident. That first sip you ask? Dark chocolates and day old espresso. It hits your palate and then asks if you want more. 'Yes' you answer and boom. Toffee and roasted malts come at you.
This one is perfect for the current weather we are having. Wet, cool and shitty. Go on... Find this.
This beer gets 4 suds out of 5.
It doesn't matter where you are, if this song comes on things are pretty flippin sweet.
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