It’s black, with flamed amber when held to light. Like Sarsaparilla. The nose is subtle, hot brewed coffee, dark chocolate, faint suggestions of Taiheke turned grass like and earthy. The mouth is full of rich chocolate, like every mud cake you ever scoffed. Rum and raisin, cocoa nib, chewy continental loaf, espresso like bitterness fades in time with a stylistic dry finish. Oats here play the part of the youngest sibling at a family get together, they help to mediate and smooth things over.
PL are always offering an elegant solution to the consumption conundrum. Appealing to your curiosity while charismatically luring you beneath the rim of the glass. The OG Stout is no exception, compiling everything you’ve ever loved about the quintessential winter beverage, yet slung generously with that trade-mark Pirate pizazz.