Many moons ago, a mysterious bottle shop attendant recommended me a beer named 'Alpha Queen', brewed by a couple of guys in Richmond. The name of the brewery was Boatrocker. It was one of my very first forays into the craft beer world. My gateway beer. It became a regular purchase before eventually vanishing into thin air, just as swiftly and unexpectedly as it had entered my life.
The Boatrocker boys appear to have returned from the void, as their beers are once more gracing the shelves of my local bottle shops. What better than their 'New World Hop Ale' to symbolise this voyage into the unknown.
We are now entering summer. The time of year when beer is not all about IBU's, Trappist monks, or being brewed with rare Moroccan coffee beans that are only grown in Youseff's farm 40 minutes out of Marrakech.
Think of those times when you are seriously hot and bothered. Remember being up against the fence in the front row at Festival Hall? And it feels about 50 degrees? A place so devoid of relief that even the bass player's spit striking you across the forehead could bring about a mild feeling of refreshment, until the security staff finally splashed you in the face with a $7 bottle of Mount Franklin.
This beer is that moment of relief.
It is light, crisp, and definitively refreshing.
I feel like Scrooge McDuck going for his morning swim in the vault, except in a parallel universe where KFC refresher towels are the chosen form of currency.
The flavours are simple. Malt, citrus, grass, hops. Carbonation is kept to a tidy minimum. Nothing is overpowering, nor is it underwhelmed.
I am reminded of playing Mortal Kombat back in the day at Timezone, and some Korean kid would inevitably appear at the machine and interrupt your game with his rogue dollar.
You would no doubt end up the same way this beer has been put together.
Flawlessly executed.
4/5 KFC Refresher Towels.
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