Uptown Girl Strawberry
Minhas Craft Brewery
- From:
- Minhas Craft Brewery
- Wisconsin, United States
- Style:
- Fruit and Field Beer
- ABV:
- 5%
- Score:
- +7 ratings needed
- Avg:
- 2.66 | pDev: 22.93%
- Ratings:
- | reviews: 1
- Status:
- Retired
- Rated:
- Jul 04, 2015
- Added:
- Oct 02, 2012
- Wants:
- 1
- Gots:
- 1
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Recent ratings and reviews.
Reviewed by biboergosum from Canada (AB)
1.81/5 rDev -32%
look: 2.5 | smell: 1.5 | taste: 1.5 | feel: 3 | overall: 2
1.81/5 rDev -32%
look: 2.5 | smell: 1.5 | taste: 1.5 | feel: 3 | overall: 2
207ml bottle, a cheaper than water offering from the Liquor Depot in the mall that I frequent for lunch.
This beer pours a hazy, faded pink-tinged golden straw colour, with one finger of thinly foamy dirty white head, which leaves zilch in the way of lace around the glass as it deflates before my eyes.
It smells of sour, metallic booze, an indistinct sugary berry fruitiness, that is almost, but not quite, entirely unlike a real strawberry, to awkwardly paraphrase the late, great Douglas Adams, and some grainy sugar solution. The taste is more acrid, grainy malt, wholly of corn sugar origin (very much moving towards a distinct Minhas house flavour), the same bland, underwhelming, not really strawberry essence from the nose, and aged, rotten sugar cane.
The bubbles are a tad astringent, but at least know when to settle and behave themselves, the body medium-light, though attained through that overuse of straight-up sugar, which bears heavy on the expected smoothness. Aw, shucks. It finishes sweet, sure, but of the same shit I was just talking about.
Not much to show for either the 'Blonde Ale' or the 'Strawberry' claim here, surprise, surprise. While not an overtly sickly mess or boozy gag-fest, the intent of introducing strawberries just falls right flat, so much so that I cannot imagine any of the target demographic of this pandering marketing fart, you know, actually liking this. Stick to the Fruili, ladies.
Oct 02, 2012This beer pours a hazy, faded pink-tinged golden straw colour, with one finger of thinly foamy dirty white head, which leaves zilch in the way of lace around the glass as it deflates before my eyes.
It smells of sour, metallic booze, an indistinct sugary berry fruitiness, that is almost, but not quite, entirely unlike a real strawberry, to awkwardly paraphrase the late, great Douglas Adams, and some grainy sugar solution. The taste is more acrid, grainy malt, wholly of corn sugar origin (very much moving towards a distinct Minhas house flavour), the same bland, underwhelming, not really strawberry essence from the nose, and aged, rotten sugar cane.
The bubbles are a tad astringent, but at least know when to settle and behave themselves, the body medium-light, though attained through that overuse of straight-up sugar, which bears heavy on the expected smoothness. Aw, shucks. It finishes sweet, sure, but of the same shit I was just talking about.
Not much to show for either the 'Blonde Ale' or the 'Strawberry' claim here, surprise, surprise. While not an overtly sickly mess or boozy gag-fest, the intent of introducing strawberries just falls right flat, so much so that I cannot imagine any of the target demographic of this pandering marketing fart, you know, actually liking this. Stick to the Fruili, ladies.
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