|Jesus Christ Knows I Love Bell's Beer.
||[Jan. 20th, 2011|08:30 am]
I know Jesus knows because I've been known to let out a rather audible "JESUS CHRIST, YES!" after having the first couple sips, on more than one occasion.
I love all of the Bell's beers. I went out to a bar on my birthday and found that they had Bell's White Winter Ale on tap. The people who reviewed this beer with less than a B are a bit finicky for beer connoisseurs, and I'd rate this an A- and one of the better Bell's offerings. I will caution you that it is a weird beer, however.
Bell's Brewery apparently possesses the only treatment plant of its kind for processing old bum's urine, because that's exactly what it looks like ... orangey-yellow, cloudy, almost as if you can see the bits of liver in it. Those bits are actually carbonation bubbles, which are fun to watch rising up in the glass. What hits you first, and far more pleasantly so, is the fruity smell, with a definite hint of banana in the nose. You get more of that sweetness when you taste the beer, there's citrus and spice and malt that pop at your tongue. It's a little acidic, and with the somewhat fizzy content of the beer, I'm guessing that the people who weren't fans of it didn't like how the malt and the carbonation ran up on one's self fairly quickly. What I mean is, this beer went to my head rather fast, and I started to swim in that tipsy land of mushy frontal lobe in no time. It's not a strong beer for alcohol content, in fact, I'm staring at a bottle that says 5.0% by volume, but the thing is that when you start drinking White Winter Ale, you drink a lot of it, and fast. My cousin and I cleared out a 64 oz. pitcher in less than an hour, 2 pint glasses per each of us, with the remainder going to greedy lil' me. It's a grrrreat beer on which to get ripped.
Beer prices in Michigan have been ridiculous lately, but this beer's worth it. I find this stuff in six-packs around the Metro Detroit area for a little over 10 dollars after tax/bottle return. The pitcher we bought at the bar was 15 dollars, but they were charging a ridiculous 6.50 per pint, so we pretty much made out in terms of serviced beer by going large. Someone said in the reviews that they'd rather have Hoegaarden, but fuck that, it's even more expensive than Bell's, and isn't particularly all that better of a beer.
In honor of the slow IRL process of turning into a bum, I had one of the White Winter Ales this morning. Ah, Bell's Brewery, you have never disappointed me.