Saint Bridget Meets One of Her Patrons: A Review of Saint Bridget's Porter by Great Divide Brewing Co

Trub Wortwurst
Saint Bridget's Porter

Great Divide Brewing Co.

Denver, Colorado

St. Bridget, ye patron saint of ummm...errr...from the looks of the bottle depiction: stripping? Anyway, meet Captain Potato Chip. He of the tongue-shaped fried potato variety and master maestro of my current gastronomical chart.

You see, when you classy people think of pairing foods, a little bubble above your heads shows a fillet of salmon with a light salad and greens. Or perchance a bit of broiled lemon pepper chicken with a side of parmesan noodles. Not me, I grab salami, chips, chocolate, sausage and usually a diet flavored cola chaser. Something small, quickly divisible and usually saturated in animal fats! MMMMM!

So after my first drink of this fine porter my hands went directly in the palate-washing cream-bin with the old chipperoos. Crunch crunch crunch the anti-diet guru munched away and allowed the beer to breathe, warm, gesticulate and promulgate it's best presentation. Eh, who am I kidding, it tastes the same cold as it does less than cold.

That taste is: smoked-chocolate on a sizzle stick. Chestnuts rapping against the stripper pole. 12 fluid ounces moving like a small ocean inside the briny skull of mush, pushing the goldfish of ignorance back and forth between these eyeballs which cover up so many dysfunctional parts. Great beer, fallible human, the same old world as before...drink up.

Alcohol by Volume: 6.0%

-Wörtwurst

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Published by Trub Wortwurst

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