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Sunday, September 2, 2012

Beer – #54 – Golden Ticket Brewing – Black Emperor

Golden Ticket Brewing – Black Emperor

How best to describe the Black Emperor? Black Pilsner? American Black Lager? Pseudo Schwarz? Whatever it is, its brewed with malt from New Zealand, Germany and England, hops from America and yeast from Germany. Dark, bitter and thirst quenching


A 330 Ml bottler of 4.1% ABV beer

In a little bit of  TMI this has the following; Malts: Pils, Munich, Carafa Special II, Black. Hops;Centienniel Yeast: Wyeast 2565.

A Black Pilsner. Heaven help us.

It's dark, so that's 1/1. This is no where near as hop laden as the Champion Malky, so that's 2/2.

I managed a head on the pour 3/3.

I lied about the hops. They are there., hiding.

And as day is night this is a bit of special. Wow this is pleasant, unctuous, warm, velvet and altogether has it's thing going on. I don't know how that happens but it has.

Chocolate, Smokey, rich, oh testify!!!  This hits a lot of high notes. Impressed would be understated.

As bad as the Champion Malky is as this is good, very good, above average good. Credit where it's due.

And don't think I'm going soft. I like this, in and of itself.

Comparison to the Epic Fig and Chocolate, the Renaissance Craftsman is pointless, but this would give #8Wired iStout a real shove for 3rd, for me on the podium. It's really that good.

The pdubyah-o-meter dings with excitement and easily gets to 8 from 10, faith is restored, the sun will rise, all is good in the hood.

If you buy a bottle of this and don't enjoy it I'd wonder why. That is a nice beer, and I might have been hard on the 'Champion Malky" but this is and should be considered a champion of it's kind. Peace be upon me, and as much as the Champion Malky might have brought me to giving up beer this one has brought me near to tears of happiness.

Beer - #53 - Golden Ticket Brewing - Champion Malky

On my visit to Liquorland in Forest Hill today I picked up one of these -  A Golden Ticket Brewing company - Champion Malky.

Brewed in Invercargill , which might be just about as far South as you can get before you have to wrestle Penguins.

Champion Malky - which  carries the claim of  being a  Golden Ale

This Golden Ale combines the best of New Zealand hops, English Malt and American Yeast with tropical fruit notes perfectly integrated with a delicious biscuit malt. Balanced for everyday drinking this beer channels Olympian spirit with Scottish enthusiasm. This beer is produced in limited quantities so this might be the only bottle you get to try. Enjoy


it's a 330Ml bottle of 4.7% ABV beer.  more to the point this has Malts that are the  Bairds Pearl. and Hops that are  Nelson Sauvin, Rakau,  with the Wyeast 1450 yeast.

Most of which means nothing. 

Washed glass, poured, no head, might have to take lessons on washing :p

This has a faintly unpleasing sour odour, lots of grass, an abundance of hops. I poured this and then stepped away from the table.

This of course might be "a learn" that I can't expect to have a two in a row that set me on fire. But in the spirit of all things I'm pushing ahead.

I'm genuinely holding back on drinking this, the change of pace on the palate is often difficult and challenging in itself, and I'm trying to be honest with each bottle. After all it is my money invested.

It's very clear, very golden, well carbonated........ touch, pause..... engage.... and than.....  a taste, to me, of grass, which is of course as of the hops.

This hop under-taste is all there is. In the mouth, on the palate, and it's a long taste in mouth.  Not pleasant. With the absence of anything competing for attention then all you have is a a pleasing colour beer with a sour hop taste.

It's also a  bit 'thin' a bit of not a lot. I'm wilting under the disappointment of expectation.

sad face because this could be one of the most disappointing beers I've had for ages, and notwithstanding that I just had a beer that set my dial to smile. If I'd had this first I think I'd still be confused, let down, and a pleased that it came in a 330ml bottle and not something I had to be daunted by.

2 out of 5 arbitrary things on the pdubyah-o-meter for this, and that's because I'm a nice person. If you can't say something nice don't say it, which I have to set aside. I was intrigued by the label for this that looked like it could be a "golden snitch" of Harry Potter things. Benefit of the doubt being given that it's angel wings on a golden globe - It's definitely not an angel, nor is it a devil masquerading as something, it's just not pleasant.

This Golden Ticket is not one to the implied delights of the Wonka factory. All I have it a Scottish enthusiasm for parsimony and none of the other flowery claims on the label, it's almost enough to put a man off beer.