On the docket: Carton’s Cosmonaut
A: Decadent aroma of coffee, vanilla, dark cocoa powder, coffee and a waft of booze. Deep, dark, bold. If the blackness of space were “aromatized” and the “scary” removed, this is what you’d smell. Luxury.
Sight: The blackest of black, with slightly darker black highlights suck in all the light around the body. Komrade, this is one dark beer. The khaki head wells up, up and almost over the rim of the glass, but the boosters fall off, and the head plummets back down. Completely opaque, and the search for bubbles is fruitless. All that’s left is a small remnant of head completely covering the surface of the beer.
T: Much of the aroma follows through into the palate, all the crew is there- coffee, vanilla, dark chocolate plus a hint a cinnamon and nutmeg. Mission control also provides a vague berry candy flavor, which may in fact be the dehydrated ice cream. Mid palate you discover a bit of raisin-esque and brown sugar sweetness. However, the tannic, astringent bitterness of the roast and hops take over on the finish, adding balance and dryness to the finish. Only when is warms up do you taste evidence of the abv (10%!).
F: Chewy. Oily. Rich and bold, a firmness that marks the best of Imperial Stouts. Carbonation here is very fine and is hard-pressed to complete its mission of scrubbing your palate. Fearless, they press on.
O: A complex brew expertly executed. If you love roasty, full-flavored, sip-demanding beer, you are Go For Launch with Carton’s Cosmonaut. This beer begs to be paired with a cigar