My first thought was tortured tastebuds from sampling not just as sipper but a paint stripper, resulting in a broken down palate.* Or maybe a paint splattered in pieces palette on the floor of a frustrated artist’s studio? But finally, not without some hesitation and consternation, I took my Editor’s advice and read the fine print.**
Looks like the makings of one hell of a bonfire.
Clifford Brewing is paying homage to the lowly two-l one-t pallet, that criss-cross of slats, those wannabe picket fences that ended up unpainted in a supporting role. And more specifically, recognition of past their prime pallets put out to pasture. Those of the kindling kind. Used and abused and no longer up to the task but down and out.
As far as I’m concerned Clifford could toast a plugged tap or a two-legged bar stool for all I care, as long as we’re toasting with a tasty brew. Time to give you the break down on this pallet pint.
A hazy deep dark orange sports a slim trim white topper. A tropical hopical aroma, juice and hops abound. First taste is a full mouthfeel, nice tropical juice with a big bitter finish. There’s no shortage of flavour here, it’s almost boozy but not quite. Verging on a double in ABV and IBU, it’s a strong single. Juicy but not too, hoppy bitters but not too, lots of both but not too much, and it’s all nicely balanced. After a few swigs I really settled into this one nicely.
Nothing broken here.
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