What a tough, and sloppy, ball game. But Alabama came out on top. Yay! Now it's time for Ryan and I to have this two in a box edition of a Martin House barrel aged ale. Intense aroma from the moment you pop the can. Pouring it into the glass gives an intense aroma while the color is shocking. Looks like a yellow orange slushie. Nose in the glass feels like you've walked into a home decor store where they have cinnamon brooms at every turn. Almost burns the nose. Texture is heavy and syrupy. Flavor, intense cinnamon burn and so sweet that it makes you shutter. Ryan, being diabetic, says he's done. Americans will relate this to the small red hot cinnamon candy they enjoyed in their youth. I know I do. It actually burns the mouth, but in a youthful pleasant way. But..... that level of sugar and sweetness is too strong even for my welcoming pallet. A sip every 5 minutes would be my maximum, and the 17.1% alcohol is not the reason. This may receive the most unusual rating I have ever given since it's so unique, so different, so good and bad, that I'm not sure what to do with it. OK. The good is that it's delicious, and the aroma is something that I absolutely love. Now the bad. I can't drink this. It's so sweet, so intense, that it would be like taking a mouth full of candy red hots at once. Just can't do it. Taking a small sip every 5 minutes is not the way to drink a beer. Beers Must Be Drinkable!! So, as to flavor, this is a 4.7. Drinkability is a 2.5. I'm going to give this a 3.3 for no reason at all. As to a flavoring over vanilla ice cream? That could be interesting. P.S. I'm not pouring this out. I'm putting it in front of a fan in my bedroom for the fall October aroma.