My palate has strayed from Dale's modestly-hopped formula to giant mega-dank fare like the Sixpoint Atomic-Res Triple IPA I'm drinking at the moment (It weighs in at 11.8% ABV, which is nice on those evenings when you only feel like having one or three.) Nevertheless, I'll always have a soft spot for Oskar Blues' flagship.
But the good people that brought you Dale's, and such terrific stuff as Mama's Little Yella Pils, Ten FIDY Imperial Stout, and Gubna have done something that I don't think is either wise nor forgivable: they brewed mustard beer.
I really like mustard. And I love beer. For the life of me, I can't imagine the two things combined, unless it's me quaffing a brew after biting into a hot dog. Here's how Oskar Blues describes their beer, brewed in partnership with French's (annotations mine):
"This is mustard that's sipped, not squeezed. [Ew] For National Mustard Day, we created the brightest brewski [Jeah, Bro!] you'll ever taste, perfect for summer barbecues. [It's no Dale's. Or Narragansett Del's Shandy. Or PBR. Or Truly.] It's a semi-tart tropical wheat beer infused with citrus fruits to complement French's Classic Yellow Mustard. [I just barfed.] The flavor includes hints of key lime, lemon, tangerine, and passion fruit to create a tart, refreshing match for the spice and zip of the mustard. [You already used tart once in this copy. Also, key lime and mustard are not flavors that go well together. Which is why I barfed again.] Grab a can and see for yourself. After all, it's mustard o'clock somewhere. [Fuck right off.]"
First one of you that tries one and writes a beer report gets my undying respect, a six-pack of Dale's, and an airsickness bag. Godspeed, my friends.
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