Murky, dark brown beer. Excessive froth, no damage occurred when I noticed in time what was going to happen. The head is, therefore, tall and beige. Roasted malt, burned coffee, oat cracker and raw cacao powder levitate to my nostrils. The taste profile is bitter, with roasted malt, tobacco and burned black coffee dominating the experience. Raw cacao, a pinch of wood, resin and yeast bread support the cocktail. The body is light, even less. The end doesn't change from the start. The sensation is light, roasty, burned, dry and resinous. And too effervescent. Fails to get my vote.

Semiclear gold. Not particularly vivid carbonation. A clean white, velvety lacing, paints the glass with a dense orbit. A subdued fragrance: melon and biscuit malt only. The gustatory sphere is more appealing with orange peel, especially pith, cantaloupe, lemon pulp, malt and biscuit. Feels light, slightly crisp, modestly dry and equally little drying. Sessionable. Nothing spectacular but does the job.

Pisse

Flight 2/4 is marginally darker, like deep gold. Transparent, for sure. The head is really impotent and melts hastily away. Just when I was dreaming of diacetyl, here it comes: diacetyl and butter in the air. Yes! Pale malt in the background. The flavor constellation contains pale malt, faint bread, remote diacetyl, dried lemon peel, a bit of grapefruit and dry-grassy hops. The body is light minus. Finishes with drying pale malt where the diacetylic reflection fades away. The mouthfeel is light, dry, drying, a tad crisp and butyric. I like what many could consider an off-flavor here.