A Poor Excuse for Picking a Man's Pocket Every December the 25th

About the beer

Scrooge called Christmas “a poor excuse for picking a man’s pocket every twenty-fifth of December.” We’ve been over the ledger, and he wasn’t wrong. This is our lighter take on the Belgian quad: caramel and toffee up front, orchard fruit through the middle, ripe pear and baked apple carrying the finish. Strong, but built to drink easy, with a warming lift that stays on the right side of heavy. Brewed at a loss, poured with a clear conscience, and best shared with the people you’d otherwise be tempted to underpay. Apologies to Mr Dickens; the humbug is our own.

Brewing Notes

Built on Belgian pilsner with a spine of caramel and amber malt, plus pale candi sugar to lift the gravity without weighing down the body. The aim is a quad that drinks lighter than its strength. Fermented warm with a Trappist yeast strain for pear and apple esters and a restrained backing of spice, then bottle-conditioned to a soft carbonation.

Enjoy responsibly