Green Man Forester: The Beer That Makes You Want To Grow A Beard

Maybe it is the fact that I took my first sip on December 21st (the Winter Solstice and the shortest day of the year). Maybe it was the mysterious stare of the man’s face emerging from the vegetation on Green Man’s iconic (and ancient) logo. Maybe it was the fact that the opaque color captured that same beautiful black essence of the coffee I sipped earlier on that same frigid winter morning. Whatever it was, I knew with the first sip that Forester, Green Man Brewery’s seasonal winter stout, was a beverage that calls for slow contemplation. Like, take a hike in nature and smell the roses (while drinking a beer) kind of contemplation.
This is no session beer, and I’m glad for it.
Roasted black and chocolate malts provide the reliable and expected backbone of a solid seasonal stout. However, clocking in at 60 IBU’s, there is an underlying and surprising shock of hoppiness that hits the palate. The bitterness actually amps up the expected malty comfort to new and delightful heights. With each sip, it seems that new notes and nuances are emerging and they all seem to whisper, “This is what winter in the mountains should taste like.” Drinking Forester, I instantly long for a rustic cabin complete with a roaring fire, sleeping dog, a long novel and an even longer beard.