First, let me say I fucking love Goose Island. You can move "fucking" to any point in the prior sentence, and it will still hold true.
I saw this at the store. Never heard of it. Single month release, part of the limited release line.
This is, hands down, the heaviest, literally, beer I have ever had. It pours like motor oil, no splash, dark as its namesake. I get all coffee in the nose, a bit of charred oak. Thin, tight head that fades. No lacing. Tastes fresh and noticeably hopped. Will bottle-condition for five years.
Goose Island is going lead me to financial ruin. Wait for it.
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