According
to the copy on the 473mL cans, PRP came into the world as a sudsy
complement to a punk rock showcase at the Brimstone home base, known as
The Sanctuary. The beer has a cereal-heavy nose backed with a whiff of
Czech-style bitterness. The mouthfeel is fresh and light, and its
flavour starts out malt-and-grainily, but finishes with a slight clamour
of floral hoppiness at the back end.
This is a
crushable beer. It isn’t complicated or fussy—it’s the kind of grog a
younger me would slam with abandon and the current me would ... slam
with slightly older, significantly fatter abandon. However, something
(my money’s on the dry-hopping) gives this beer a crafty quality that
sets it apart from its macro brethren.
PRP
isn’t a Euro-style pilsner—no, this beer has an impatient, North
American feel that suited me fine. What it lacks is a well-developed
opening note; however the finish is delightful and the flavour is pretty
respectable given the constraints of style and percentage. Would buy
again.
Rating: 8.0 out of 10.
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