The well known classic.
How embarassing then when it's probably the least drinkable stout encountered in the whole trip?
This edition is brewed under licence at the Bintang premises by the looks and I suppose the water condition and any number of other factors may influence the result. But on the flip side it's tempting to think that brewers brewing under licence in these circumstances probably deserve to be judged on the fruits of these labours.
Regardless, this plonks into a glass with little ceremony and a flat meniscus of off-white head. It's got a strange fruity sort of quality going on in both the nose and the taste delivery and that plus a burnt dark sugar treacle gambit is about the extent of what this has to say.
None of it is too appealing to be honest. There aren't too many outright bad notes, but it's tempting to compare to a less than impressive homebrew and I would like a lot more character in taste to make up for the lack of round body. 3.0
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