Indominus Quadrupel
Bold Monk Brewing Co.

Had on tap. Ruby brown mostly clear body with a beige head and blobs of lacing. This was the weak one of the series, not great, earthy and almost rusty underneath the candi sugar and dark yeast with mild character, but hey dark cherry and prune are there in the sweet but reduced body finish with a hint of booze. This was true in the nose except the fruitiness is omnipresent instead of just the finish, no hint of booze though. Feel is thin and warm for the style, yeast is not complex enough, malts hold just enough.

12 oz can from Athens, Georgia.

Appearance. Mainstream Belgian Quad.

Appealing, harmonious flavor that's not quite as bold or interesting as the very best ales of this style, but the high ABV is much better hidden than usual. The aroma has exceptional complexity. Dark dried fruits and some chocolate appear in the flavor.

 

12oz. Can served in a tulip. Pours a deep mahogany hue with a loose, quarter inch, khaki-colored head that quickly disperse towards the edge. Nose expresses vinous, dark fruit and a hint of yeast. Taste follows nose. Mouthfeel is medium-light in body with a mild, even carbonation. Overall, an easy drinking Quad with a well-hidden abv.

 

 

 

Appearance: Dark brown with ruby highlights. Fluffy khaki colored head with good retention.

Aroma: Caramel. Toasty. Dark fruit, grapelike. No alcohol noted.

Flavor: Toast & caramel malt flavors, a little grainy. Dark fruit, spicy. Hint of alcohol. Low but notable bitterness

Mouthfeel: Medium bodied. Drying. Moderate carbonation.

Overall: Excellent quad. Very close to Trappist level but that's a tall order. Has nice malt complexity with toasted and caramel malt flavors. No burnt or roasted malt flavors. Head retention is good but not as thick and mousse-like as most Trappist. Alcohol barely notable. Drinks nicely.

A great beer all around - though the booziness of the beer comes across the nose quite a bit, it's more muted and balanced on the tongue - a big plus in my book. A very well made quad - some are so "in your face", this one, not so much. I like that. Good job...

Look: Poured the color of dark maple syrup. Clear with a moderate white head the quickly melted to a thin ring around the glass. Decent lacing on the sides.
Smell and Taste: Very much as a Quad should. Malty raisins. Quite sweet up front with a very slight amount of bitterness/dryness at the end.
Feel: Like you just finished a mouth full of caramel. And throw some carbonation in there.
Over: Very good Quad. Easy to drink on any occasion. I'll have another.

 

 

Poured from unmarked can into a snifter dark mahogany with a touch of rouge and great clarity though hard to see through the deep color. A finger’s worth of tan head accumulates quickly then retreats to the edges where it rests like a halo around glass. Some aromas of dessert wine, prune, and cloves. Dangerously quaffable and light bodied for it’s robust 9.7% abv with a creamy mouthfeel with a subtle dryness that only hits afterwards. Quads have a time and place and this is a solid American rendition to reach for when in need.

Appearance: Pours a ruddy, amber-brown body with a small, thinning, off-white head.

Smell: A fragrant, gusty maltiness with darkened crusty bread, dry chocolate, tawny cooked caramel. Expressly fruity, too, with Rainier cherry, golden raisin splashed with pear eau de vie. Modest amount of sweetness-stifling, earthy phenolic spiciness.

Taste: Oven-toasted breadcrust dusted with a little cocoa powder and brushed with a sweet, silken caramel veneer. Fruity esters follow, providing a burst of cherry, raisin. Slight spicy hint of dusty clove, black pepper. The warming nature of the alcohol helps aid to dry things out for a relatively gentle, gentile, semi-dry finish.

Mouthfeel: Medium-plus body. Medium-low carbonation. Just a touch tacky, a bit sticky on the tongue.

Overall: An expertly crafted drinkable, digestible quad. And, in a can, to boot! So many US brewers have failed in their ham-fisted attempts at these abbey ales, be they dubbels, tripels, quads. They practically oozed and pulsated with a sickly kind of gloopy sweetness, eschewing proper attenuation entirely and operating under the eye-rolling assumption that more booze equates better beer. Indominus, coming in a sensibly sized twelve ounce can, was a sheer delight to imbibe.