All-day session: Rooie Dop have brewed a blinder here. |
Brought to
you by Mark Love
First off, a
public service announcement. If you're in the Chicago area tomorrow,
you could do worse than head along to the Pusha T show, as promoted
by Eventful.
Now, where
was I? Oh yes. Today. Been a bit of a strange one if I'm honest. Woke
up at daft o'clock again and couldn't get back to sleep – a ruddy
annoying thing that's happening with increasing regularity lately. I
appear to be developing into something of a crepuscular creature and
I'm not enjoying it.
It was just
about acceptable when I knew there was a damn good reason for it
earlier this year – nothing like an extended bout of emotional
angst to disturb the sleeping patterns. But now? Now I've no excuse,
which is making my nocturnal awakenings all the more bothersome.
And it's not
as if the alcohol is helping either. Time was a swift couple of pints
followed by a calendar beer would see me through the night. Not any
more. Either I need a couple of nightcaps too or, strangely enough,
nothing at all before I'll get a decent night's sleep. The latter not
being possible in December until gone Christmas.
The funny
thing is, I'm not feeling particularly tired as a result of missing a
couple of hours in the night. If anything, I was relatively spritely
for most of today and have managed to work through the evening's
chores with something approaching brio.
Now I'm going
to carry that vigour through into this beer. It's a new brewery to me
is Utrecht-based Rooie Dop. The city isn't, though. I've been a
couple of times to visit one of my then clients, a large Dutch
banking group. It's got possibly the ugliest station in the known
world – and I've been to a few – but the canalside areas in the
old town are worth a visit.
Tonight,
despite the insomnia, in the new-found spirit of quasi-temperance,
I'm leaving it at just one. At least I'm rattling through my book
thanks to the waking hours.
Beer: Rooie
Dop 24/7 Session Ale
Strength: A
relatively sessionable 4.9%
Smell: Sweet,
sweet beer. That's what it smells of. And an ever-so-faint whiff of
catpiss.
Tasting
notes: Interesting. And not in the mildly sarcastic way either. I
thought it'd be much sweeter than this, but after an initial burst of
fruitiness, it drifts slowly and inexorably into bitterness and
insistent douleur.
In a beer, this – for me – is a wonderful thing. This is a
cracking little session ale that's got a fair bit to shout about and
isn't afraid to speak its mind. Small it may be, but it has all the
punch of a well-trained bantamweight in peak condition and, right
now, it's pummelling the living shit out of my tastebuds. And, you
know what? I don't care. I can take this and more. I've coped
admirably in the past and, now I've developed a taste for it, am bang
up for doing this all over again.
Session
factor: With a name like 24/7 Session Ale, you don't really need to
ask. But since you are, it's stratospherically high. If challenged, I
reckon I could drink this all day.
Arbitrary
score: 191,214
Sponsor: Mark
Love
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