Ok, ok so I've been absent. Or infrequent. Delinquent perhaps. It's been busy, alright?
September, as you've guessed from the previous post, is a glorious affair here in the garden of England and as such I've created a suitably autumnal ale, one that contains a bit of sunshine and an touch of harvest: Rye PA.
Canterbury grown Bramling Cross hops provide a fresh green character, some blackberry notes and a spicy tingling bitterness on the side of the tongue; pale malted rye comes to the party with a spicy dryness and is accompanied by a subtle, smooth, palate-filling honey character (care of caragold malt). All in all a lovely fresh, brisk pale ale begging to be drunk in quenching quantity after a day in fields.
Perfect accompaniment: ploughman's lunch, what else?
Next episode: oatmeal stout.