“Ploughing through at a colossal 11% ABV, this Imperial Stout is brewed with pale malt, wheat and a variety of specialty grains. A blend of US and German hops lend bitterness and spice, while kettle additions of lactose help to keep it sweet. In the pint, it’s raisin black with a honeyed edge – like recirculated engine oil. The aroma conjures imagery of pancakes doused in maple syrup; and the tastebuds largely concur. A treacle like viscosity enhances the offering, along with lashings of coffee liqueur, molasses and dark chocolate. Its unabashedly decadent and tremendously well balanced for its size.”

Glassware: Snifter.

Appearance: Mat black with two fingers of tanned foam resting atop. It slowly recedes and leaves a smattering of lace on the glass.

Aroma: Interesting. One of the first things we pick up is chilli peppers. Definitely get a residue note of red capsicum then the more classic coffee, dark chocolate, vanilla, oats, a hint of booze, mild smoky notes, charred malt and cooked red meat. We guess you could loosely call it a brekky stout!?

Flavour: Another one of those beers where we get a shit load of nothing… lots going on but no clear or distinctive flavour. We’re getting some vanilla sweetness and that balances out the kinda gritty and belly warming roasted malts and coffee and just as we see a glimpse it finishes with a burning booze and sharp licorice-like notes on the back.

Mouthfeel: Oily, mild-medium body, thin-ish texture. Somewhat flat Co2. 11% ABV fairly noticeable.

Overall: Pretty ordinary. We see “breakfast stout” and immediately think KBS. Do not make this mistake it doesn’t even come close to it. This is messy, boozy, unbalanced and lacking inspiration.