A beer of the night selection by Bud, the Elf on the beer fridge shelf, and no wonder, it’s triple chocolate. Not just triple chocolate, it’s 3 Triple Chocolate. Not sure if Farmer Steve is a chocolate lover but at 10% ABV it’s two beers in one, so he may appreciate the economy of scale happening here.*
When I think Flying Monkeys I think “Run Toto Run” and IPAs, I don’t really think of a 10% triple chocolate milk stout. But true to their form they have presented a diatribe, a novella, yes, a manifesto, right on the can. “Save the Earth, it’s the only planet with chocolate. And Beer.” The can goes on, and on, and on with probably triple the verbiage of a normal craft beer can. But this is no normal craft beer that’s for sure. Just to be clear, this isn’t like a triple hopped brew, the triple in it refers to three different kinds of chocolate that have been stirred, swirled, and melted into the mix.
Of course, it pours thick, black, and sweet, I can smell the sweet while pouring. Dark as black licorice with a whitish tan milk chocolate head. Would you believe it smells like a chocolate bar, a chocolate milkshake, and chocolate syrup, all rolled into one. Wow, loco cocoa mocha, that’s some chocolaty meatball. Charlie and the whole chocolate factory. Let’s see if I grow accustomed to Cocoa’s taste.
Smooth, very full chocolate flavour, with a stout in there somewhere and a bit of bittersweet finish. Overwhelming, chocolaty delicious, too much of everything perhaps, but by the time I got to the bottom of the glass I really didn’t care. A chocolate lover’s indulgence, an extravagance, a treat. Some swigs smooth, some venture toward the medicinal, and the chocolate actually overpowered the 10% ABV, so it isn’t boozy.
A chocolate marathon and this contestant has a 10% finishing kick. Definitely a sip and savour suds, an over the top brew with that would make Laura Secord** jealous. It was strong, intense, and extreme. I enjoyed it in small sips as a unique experience but I am glad I don’t have another in the beer fridge. The triple was taxing enough, at my age I don’t think I could handle a sextet.
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