Served at cellar temperature from a 355ml can into a Teku. Pale gold and lightly hazy, the head vanishing almost as it forms.
The pils / wheat bill carries the structure and Hallertau does the seasoning. At 6.4% and 14 IBU it sits where the style should, and Burdock Brewery have resisted the urge to push it anywhere else.
The Hallertau is extraordinary in the glass and merely good in the mouth. That is a small complaint about a beer doing most things right, but it is the reason this is not a nine.
It holds together across a second glass, which is not guaranteed at 6.4%. The bitterness accumulates rather than fatigues, and the aroma is still doing something by the bottom of the second pour, which is the real test of a foeder-aged golden sour.
Time in foeder has rounded the acidity into something you can drink rather than survive. There is a softness across the middle that stainless never produces, and the wood shows as texture rather than flavour.
Against the rest of the wild shelf this holds its own comfortably. It is not the beer that will convert anybody to the style, but it is the one you reach for once the converting is done, and at $14.00 / 500ml it is honestly priced.
Bought at Burdock Bloordale (in stock at the time of writing). Open it over a sink. It is livelier than it looks.
A beer for the door of the fridge rather than a shelf under glass.
