Holy crap! This beer is so freaking good it brings tears of joy to my eyes! Tasting it is like being visited by the beer gods and having them smile upon you. I might, at some point, be forced to kill for a bottle of this stuff. It would behoove you at that point to not be in my way. Like any Rogue ale I’ve had, it’s world class.
A big, strong red ale brewed in honor of Sig Hansen and his brothers Edgar and Norman, Rogue’s Northwestern comes in a 22-ounce bottle and is worth every pretty penny it’ll cost you. A portion of the proceeds will support the Fisherman’s Fund, so why not treat yourself and support a worthy charity at the same time? At 80 IBUs, you’d expect a hoppy red ale. And it is. But it’s aggressively malted as well to create a balanced, insanely delicious ale that goes down smooth. It’s a Rogue ale, of course, so it’s made from the best stuff on earth (Wait, no, that’s Snapple). If you think you’d enjoy an ale made with Carastan, chocolate, Micro Barley Farm Dare & Risk malts, Amarillo hops, Rogue Micro Hopyard Revolution & Rebel Hops, Rogue’s Pacman Yeast, and free range coastal water, then this, my friend, is the beer for you. It comes on with a piny/grapefruity nose and flavor, backs it all up with a ton of bready and sweet malts, and finishes with a lingering, near orgasmic aftertaste that’ll make you wish you’d bought an extra bottle. There was a time in my life when 22 ounces of beer seemed like too much to drink in one sitting. That time has passed. Pour yourself one of these the next time you watch The Deadliest Catch. Herring heads are optional.