Anna - Hill Farmstead Brewery
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Reviews by 4DAloveofSTOUT:
4.45/5 rDev +3.5%
look: 4.5 | smell: 4.25 | taste: 4.5 | feel: 4.5 | overall: 4.5
revisiting this beer 3/31/2014!
750ml bottle sealed with pressure cap.
bottle date of 11/2013
poured into HF wine stem.
Appearance: transclucent pale yellow bodied beer with large white head. Sticky lacing left behind on the side of the glass. Head has alot of staying power drops to a thin cap that never goes away.
Smell: Mild tartness white grapes, pears, and lemons. Crackery / biscuity / bready malts. Hint of honey sweetness and black pepper. Yeasty.
Taste: Almost moderately tart; I would say a 4/10. Lemons, green apples, and white grapes. Fruity, peppery, and yeasty. Wild honey notes adds bit of sweetness to the crackery, wheaty, and pale malt profile. A hint of musty and dusty funk. The beer tastes bright and clean. Complex and nuanced saison!
Mouthfeel: light bodied beer with moderate carbonation. Crisp and clean. Refreshing and driness is noted in the finish. Extremely drinkable. Carbonation is nearly flawless.
Overall: Revisting this beer was great! I have really been enjoying alot of saisons lately and I have wanted to have this beer again since its the first Hill Farmstead saison that I have drank. And we all know that HF saisons are always fantastic! A perfect example of what a saison is in this beer style! This beer is an example of what all saisons should strive to be!
Revised overall score-4.45
Thanks toegrace84 for the share!
poured into tulip glass.
reviewed from notes taken 1/17/13.
Appearance: Straw yellow bodied beer with a light haze. 2 fingers of fluffy white head that laces the glass fairly well. The head has great staying power also. 4.5
Smell: Cracker like malts. Moderately barnyardish and dusty funk. Citrusy and fruity. Wheat and hay notes too. 4.25
Taste: Nice malt profile of crackers and wheat bread. Floral, grassy, orangey hops. Mild barnyard funkiness. A touch of pepper and yeast. Really simple and very tasty saison. 4.25
Mouthfeel: Light bodied beer with moderate carbonation. Crisp, clean and refreshing while still having a soft carbonation feel to the beer. A semidry finish as well. 4.5
Overall: its my first Hill Farmstead saison. I really enjoyed it. It lives the HF hype they make wonderful a saison! 4.25
Original overall score-4.29
Serving type: bottle
01-18-2013 19:04:20 | More by 4DAloveofSTOUT
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4.25/5 rDev -1.2%
look: 4.5 | smell: 4.75 | taste: 4 | feel: 4.25 | overall: 4.25
Served from a 750ml bottle into a HF stemmed tulip. Cellar temp. Bought on the day of the Prolegoma/Elaborative 1 release.
Appearance- Chrystal clear gold with three finger bubbly white head that left real nice lacing.
Smell-Honey, funky wild yeast, apples/pears, muscat grapes, lemon, peaches. Fruit, yeasty, floral. Super nice.
Taste- Lemons, grapes, grass, floral notes, light honey. Funky and dry. More one dimentional than the aroma.
Mouthfeel- Full carbonation. Light body. Funky, dry, and lightly tart.
Overall- I had big hopes from the smell, but the taste just doesnt deliver. Good, just not great.
Serving type: bottle
04-02-2014 01:31:00 | More by Seanniek91
5/5 rDev +16.3%
look: 5 | smell: 5 | taste: 5 | feel: 5 | overall: 5
I’ve never sucked a cock. I’ve never licked an asshole. I’m not judging anyone that has. I am just saying that in my 29 years of life I have not performed either one of those acts.
With that being said, if Shaun Hill decided that he would no longer brew another beer until I performed one or both of said acts on him (I want to say that I am fully aware that the chances of this scenario becoming reality are fairly slim)…I would no longer be able to start another review as I started this one because it would be a lie.
Say what you want about “rare” beer or over-hyped breweries…Hill Farmstead shits all over those that attempt to shit on it. Their shit is just better than your shit. That’s a fact and if you don’t believe it to be so go to the fucking library and look for an old woman that smells like piss and has not washed her hair since watching streaming porn became part of my daily routine and ask her for a goddamn dictionary...
If you have to ask where in that dictionary to look you have never spent 9 goddamn hours in a fucking car with a guy that claims to be a fucking doctor who is challenging the rule of road in America known as the solid double yellow line as he attempts to fold time onto itself in order to get to Vermont even faster than the fucking Garmin can even handle, while attempting to secure a social encounter via (I don’t use that word legitimately) Tinder. Mind you that we were not traveling in a Subaru and as such are at a substantial disadvantage off the bat (whatever that means).
This is fucking embarrassing to admit, but just a couple short years ago during my first motherfucking pilgrimage to Hill Farmstead I made a fatal mistake. At that time one could stroll on up to that bitch and fill as many growlers as you could fucking carry and buy as many bottles as you had green paper to exchange. Right there for the taking were both Anna and Arthur. Foolishly like that dumb cunt that sat in front of you during your first semester of law school that insisted on incorporating the word “subsequent” or any goddamn derivation thereof into every painfully boring and wrong fucking answer that she blathered out…I only decided to buy 2 bottles of each.
Stupidly as fuck thinking to myself that saisons are nice but it’s the hop-forward American beers that I followed my goddamn erection up all the way from fucking Maryland to procure…how fucking stupid am I? (Nobody that knows me is allowed to answer that question or even fucking think about answering that question)
It is not until I got home and cracked that bitch open that I immediately realized that I made the biggest mistake of my life since deciding to wear brown hip-top Dr. Martens and plaid Gotcha shorts to my first day of 7th grade. And yes I did have my hair parted in the middle and that shit did look good and may have even made one girl a little wet, but probably not.
As soon as the cap was off it brought me back to said law school cunt when we were walking to our next class and I was forced to pleasantly converse about meaningless bullshit when she belted out that she was excited for tonight as every Monday she and the bitches got together for a little bible study. It all now became clear. I know exactly who this sort of person is. I have encountered this model before. How did I not come to this conclusion earlier? Did I forget to drink my Myoplex that morning? Hasn’t the bible already been studied enough? Is that bitch even in print still? If so, is it available via (again…) Prime shipping?
When I took that first sip of Anna I asked essentially the same fucking questions as above minus the religious ones and the ones dealing with Amazon.com. Why did I not know that saisons are perhaps the greatest style of beer that there fucking is? Why would I ever think that any beer could surpass Anna? Why the fuck is Vermont so goddamn far away? And most importantly…why in the fuck did I not buy every goddamn bottle that I could while I was just up there? Fuck me.
So as to say that on every subsequent trip that I have taken to Hill Farmstead…I have never made that fatal mistake again.
Beer looks like a 5. Beer smells like a 5. Beer tastes like a 5. Beer feels like a 5. Beer is overall a 5.
Now I’m done.
Serving type: bottle
03-26-2014 02:08:05 | More by Lunch
Anna from Hill Farmstead Brewery
95 out of 100 based on 555 ratings.