I was grocery shopping the other day, when I found myself wandering into the booze aisle with an empty cart. This is a remedy for disaster (and by disaster, I really mean glorious shopping trip). I was like a kid in a candy store. I was pulling things off the shelf left and right. Although, unlike a child I was unsupervised and therefore did not have someone running behind me reshelving my greedy decisions. For the most part, this is a good thing. For this week's beer, it is not. 

WEEK 28:

Bell's Amber Lager



Let me first say that the reason I purchased this beer was because the box urges its drinkers to "decant to serve." I've personally never seen a beer instruct that, which alone intrigued me enough to buy it. I assumed that a beer that makes a statement like that, holds itself in high regards, and must be extremely flavorful and pretty tasty. Then things started to roll. I was going to purchase this beer, test it, enjoy it, and then hopefully write good things about it. Hell, I was even planning out the hooks for this blog, like using THIS song to introduce it. Right? How cool would that have been? All right, I know it wouldn't have been that cool. I guess what I'm trying to say is thanks, Bell's, for ruining what could have potentially been a really sweet blog entry about a pretty good beer. Way to drop the ball. Now instead I have to write very blah things about your amber ale because that is the only thing that I got out of it. I can't believe I put you in my mouth. For shame!! 

This brew pours out in an orangish hue, with little to no aroma. Foreshadowing, perhaps? The presentation isn't very impressive. I felt like this beer was masquerading around as something better than it actually is. Wait, I think I can pinpoint why I feel that way. This beer tastes like a pale ale, pours like a lager, and smells like a light beer. First sip: light on flavor, but high on after taste. Did I not decant you long enough? What the flip? The bitter after taste mellows out after about half the brew is gone, but by then I've already decided I will not be drinking this again. Crap, I bought a sixer. Does anyone want to come over and hang out? I'll put on a little Anita Ward, we'll mellow out, and have a few really good brews (it's got to be good, it says "decant to serve" on the label). No? OK. Then can I come over instead and drink some of your beer? I can still bring the music, if you want? No? Can I call you? Ok, you call me, then.
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