So my first sip reaction to this was, "oh no...this is going to be painful." However, I must admit that it isn't all that bad (as far as beer goes, that is).
It has a much less distinct taste than the Oatmeal Stout, but it's a strange, familiar-but-not taste. Almost like chewing wood, but without the chewing. The aftertaste also doesn't stick in my mouth for as long as the Oatmeal did, which is nice.
It suggests that one might wish to serve it in an Imperial Pint Glass. As usual, I don't own the recommended glass, but the picture looks cute. Speaking of cute, I really like the Goose Island logo. Geese are cute as long as they aren't running up and attacking you. Speaking of geese, there was a pond full of geese that we used to visit when I was little, and one of the geese only had one foot because a snapping turtle bit it off. But that's beside the point.
The label on this bottle is bright red, which makes it read as less refined to me, but what do I know...I'm not a graphic designer.
Although the blurb on the label suggests that this is an English Pub-style ale, I drank it while eating a lovely German-style bratwurst. So bearing in mind that I really really like bratwursts, and therefore my love of a good sausage might have swayed my opinion a bit, I kind of ended up not totally hating this beer.
We'll call it a foggy on the beer-ometer.
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