Sunset, Time for a Beer
A lazy hazy laid back sun drenched and bake day at the lake. After a burnt bird BBQ, out on the lake casting a line and wetting the net, then a twilight boat ride to nowhere in particular. No grinding just unwinding, powering down and not on charge. In energy saving mode and too tuned out to plug in. Just chillin’ and swillin’, not doin’ nothin’ now, not even rhyming.
Popping the top on a Helles of a brew, hope this Karbon isn’t too taxing, cause I’m relaxing. It says on this beer can they are looking to harness some renewable energy, well they came to the wrong place. I depend on the brew for an energy renew, just enough energy to write a review.
Helios was the Greek God* of the sun, a lofty position to be sure. God of the sun sounds a bit too ambitious for me. Maybe a godson is more my speed? Or just a son of a gun. Time for a one and done and the lowdown on what’s going down.
The COMDB translation department provided some interesting facts and trivia regarding the pronoun “helles”. It seems in German it means bright or light or pale, as in a pale lager, makes sense. But in Norwegian it means “pour”. Coincidence? Of course it is.
A light golden brew, a pale pour, or a “blek hell” as they would say in Norway. A sunny brew that’s near headless to let it shine. An aroma of fresh light malt with some apple or pear or some other undistinctive fruit, or perhaps floral? Yep, more floral than fruity, rose on the nose. Tastes of mild malt, no hops, no zing, no bitters, a bit non-descript. Just like Darwin I’m counting on an evolution. The malt foundation and floral hops seem to be competing for Helios‘ attention or position, neither are achievable. This is an ok helles lager, a cool quaff on a warm night, but in my mellow state I find it hard to get excited about this brew.** The malt and floral hops just don’t do it for me. But it’s cold and it’s beer so it’s got that going for it.
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