Bunny at bunnygoround and your humble Beer Drinker go way back, all the way back to the beginning of October this year. It was just after I made this culinary masterpiece that Bunny jumped in and assaulted me for not using pecans. This chick has so much time on her hands that she prepared a cook-off rebuttal for the Cooking Asshole to publish. Since then, we've made up, and I learned that Bunny also has a drinking, um, interest. Without further ado, here is her post...
A “downsized” economic statistic, I don’t have much more to do with my days than drink beer, tend my hemp patch and go to strip clubs. Ok, I don’t have a hemp patch. But I am a lover of good craft beers, and a damn fine writer, too, so if you need a freelance editor/proofer/writer, ask Beer Drinker to put you in touch. My rates are lower than a grandma’s bra-less boobs. Now, on to the review.
I was in Trader Joe’s recently and, on a whim, picked up a six-pack of Kennebunkport Pumpkin Ale from Kennebunkport Brewing Company. Had never heard of the company or the beer, but I have been jonesing for a good pumpkin ale with the onset of fall. Now for the back story.
I first had pumpkin ale two years ago on vacation in Wilmington, NC. I remember the meal well….an awesome burger and sweet potato fries. And that beer. Cottonwood Pumpkin Spiced Ale by Carolina Beer Company. Like drinking a pie. If loving that beer was wrong, I didn’t want to be right. The next two days, we drove to every Kroger in Wilmington to find it and, by God, I can home with three 6-packs.
I don’t know that I’ve had a pumpkin ale since then, and any contender had a lot to live up to. So, I picked up the Kennebunkport with somewhat high expectations. Dudes, not only were they dashed, they went up in flames.
I opened the bottle expecting my olfactory senses to be overwhelmed with the smell of pumpkin spicy goodness. Nothing. I took a deep sniff. Ok, maybe a wee bit of cinnamon? Molasses? I poured it into a glass—the color is pale amber, which may be the closest thing to pumpkin about this beer. It has an ok head, which disappears quickly—a plus for me because I am not a big fan of lots of carbonation.
Then, the taste. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot. Where’s the pumpkin? For some strange reason, the longer I drank, the more “pumpkin” I could taste, but this beer is weirdly bitter, with a weak pumpkin aftertaste at best. If I didn’t know better, I would have guessed I was drinking a domestic after eating a piece of pumpkin pie. Two hours ago.
Very disappointing for my first pumpkin ale after Cottonwood. I don’t know what kinda moose crack they’re smoking up there in Maine, but this beer sorta blows. I don’t think I can even finish the six-pack.
In an interesting footnote, the brewing company does not have a website, but I did find the following on the Internet: “Kennebunkport Brewing Company is also known as Federal Jack's. Along with Shipyard and Sea Dog, they are all under the same parent company. I wouldn't be surprised if these beers and Sea Dog’s are exactly the same.” Hmm. Let’s hope this beer is one they chose not to repackage. 2 out of 5.