Barry and I are splitting a 1987 J.W. Lee's Harvest - it feels like getting hit over the head with a folding chair. 23 years worth of aging brings out some pretty potent potability. The aroma is like huffing something ... pretty sure you'd lose braincells if you smelled this too long.
The flavor and consistency is like Walnut-heavy maple syrup.
This is really a category unto itself ... I don't even feel like you can compare it to other beers, it's a different beverage entirely. I think about 1 oz is about as much as I can drink - I like it in theory, but it's just a little much.
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Are there any pictures of this?? It sounds like a real find.
Was it really 23 years old?
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