Bump.
I'm bumping this one up because it is one of the best threads on Litnet simply because it features the best beers.![]()
Bump.
I'm bumping this one up because it is one of the best threads on Litnet simply because it features the best beers.![]()
Neely, you'll appreciate this; I got the old lady trained pretty well.
She made a stop at the store the other day and came home with six pack of that Leffe you've been singing the praises over.
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The recent unusually prolonged and warm sunshine we are experiencing, means that it's drinking weather once again and has brought this thread to mind.
There is a beer brewed in London that has won many prizes over the years and, even though averaging £4 per pint, is well worth seeking out.
I don't know what the bottled beer is like as I prefer to drink it on draught but if the description given below doesn't turn people on, I don't know what will.
Bottle & keg (USA); Pasteurised.
First brewed in 1971. Ingredients: Pale Ale malt, Crystal malt and Maize; Target, Challenger, Northdown and Goldings hops.
Brewed at 5.5% ABV in cask and 5.9% ABV in bottle, ESB is a true liquid legend, and should be savoured as such.
ESB has a wonderful rich mahogany appearance. Taking in the nose, the beer is bursting with cherry and orange, balanced by soft malty toffee and caramel notes. The flavour delivers everything you would expect from such a full-bodied ale. The unique blend of Northdown, Target, Challenger and Goldings hops imparts grassy, peppery notes on the tongue along with intense citrus fruit characters of grapefruits, oranges and lemons. The blend of Pale Ale and Crystal malts in the brew give a biscuity, toffee element to the beer. A smooth, mellow bitterness lingers on the palate to give a superbly satisfying finish.
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