Färsk
Brasserie Dunham

From a 750ml bottle, dated 07/17/19. Served in a willi becher glass.

Pours a super-pale straw-yellow with three-plus fingers of merengue-like head. Retention is excellent, leaving a permanent thick, pouffy cap and sticky wads of lacing. It is a very pretty beer.

Aroma is strong and unusual. I think it’s a familiar smell but I can’t place it. Something wild and rank, like raccoon piss on a trash can. Only, um, nicer.

Taste follows the nose insofar as it’s familiar but I had a hell of a time pinning it down. It’s the smell I associate with old meat, like a chunk of beef you’ve kept in the fridge four or five days past its last-sale date. So, meaty (old and in the earliest stages of decomposition), oniony, garlicky, grassy, herbal and rank. Weird, but not necessarily unpleasant.

I spent so much time trying to figure out what it smelled and tasted like that I forgot to notice what it felt like. Time-out while I run out to the kitchen and refill the glass. See? It’s not so awful that I’m not going to finish the bottle...

OK. Feel is slightly chewy, medium bodied and briskly carbonated.

Overall, as noted, weird but drinkable. It appears that I’m going to need to add this to the database and, I’ll be frank, I’m not 100% certain I’ll get the style right. My French sucks but something about ‘hops’ and ‘Swedes,’ presumably the people and not the rutabagas.