I had originally thought I would start this post with a short discussion on the history and symbolic significance of passionflowers. You see, I've been listening to a lot of Indie Folk Revival Radio on Pandora and I amuse myself by saying it helps me wax philosophical, but then I realize it probably just makes me "wordy." Hmm, maybe I should ponder that...
Anyway, I decided tonight I didn't run away with my own contemplations on a blog that's supposed to be about beer, so here you go:
Derek's taste -
Are you kidding me? This isn't beer is it? It's boozy tropical breakfast juice. It needs an umbrella in it... Creamy mouth feel, a tad on the sweet side, no bitterness to speak of.
Decadence is known for gambling with some strange ingredients and combinations to arrive at some ridiculously good beers, but this is just a straight hops and malts bill... and the results are ABSURD.