To age or not to age? That is the million dollar question. This week I've been trying to answer that question, in an honest manner, as I clean out my beer cellar.
For the last few years my wife has been gifting me her own version of the 12 Beers Of Christmas. She hand picks 10-15 awesome bombers, and surprises me with one a day up until Christmas Eve. With all that beer coming in again, it's time for me to clean off those shelfs of old beer I thought would age well.
Right off the top you still get a floral scent, and shockingly, the hops have held up. At first, the 'Rocket tastes like a golden gone wrong, or like it was fermented with wild yeast. Now hinting at Brett, there is a bit of pleasant sour here.
But first, as it warms, I get a lot of fruit. Some apricot, some oranges, and clementine. There's even a bit of lemon zest on the fade.
Crazy to think that there is still a hop presence. Most hoppy beers die a slow death. The Arcadia bottling line must make an Ex-Machina-like seal. I know your not supposed to age hoppy beers, but this was a happy accident.
I would love to revisit Hop Rocket fresh, seeing that it's become a yearly release. Which is good because this might make a good vertical.
Thumbs up to cellaring this brew.
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