Back in the early 50’s if someone called you Comrade or a Red and old Joe McCarthy heard about it, your ass was grass.* Frank’s Old Comrade is a red ale, but that doesn’t make it a communist beer, does it?
Me, maybe I’m a columnist, but I was never accused of being a communist.** The short discussion below should clarify my position on the subject.
Employee : Are you an optimist or a pessimist?
Me(Boss): I’m a capitalist, get back to work.
According to Frank, an old comrade is “a good friend you can always rely on”, which sound like an Amber beer to me. And I love me an amber.
This amber pours a dark nut brown, keeping its red intentions well hidden. But under the bright lights the red shines through. A no head red. A mild malt aroma, definitely some caramel on the nose. It has a light watery mouthfeel, easy drinking. Caramel malt with just a bit of fizz leads to a smooth finish. As the fizz fades the finish becomes dry, which seems in balance with my dry start. There is a nice balance here between the malt caramel and the dry, almost crisp, finish.
This comrade is no red scare, just a good amber you can always rely on.
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