If you're reading this on May 22, it means that I drained my beer refrigerator of all its contents on the mistaken assumption that the world would end in Rapture yesterday. Oh well, at least they went down in a good cause.... So, instead of celebrating the world's end, we'll raise a toast in honor of the Red Devils' journey to Wembley this week, as I review a beer born and bred in Manchester, England:
Boddington's Pub Ale was poured on nitro draft into a Guinness pint glass, with an inch-thick head that only gradually recedes. It's a clear copper color, like a very weak cup of tea. Boddington's has a bready smell that's mild, and maybe slightly sour. On tasting, it has a thin mouthfeel, and is only very lightly carbonated.
Boddington's has a mild, creamy flavor, followed by a smoky, creamy, and maybe slightly metallic finish. It's an easy drinker; not my favorite, but if you find yourself in an Irish pub watching the Red Devils, it's tried, true, and highly sessionable: B.