Now for me summer means two things. 1. Sitting on the balcony and 2. Drinking Pale Ales.
So this is what I did. I’d made a rare trip to suburbia yesterday, and during this trip I happened to pop into a dodgy little IGA supermarket to pick up the newspapers. (my exploration of the suburbs meant I wasn’t able to do my usual Sunny thing of walking to the local newsagent, which is staffed by a sausage dog).
As is my want in these situations I had a poke around their liquor section (I only looked a little bit desperate as it was 10.30am on a Sunday morning) and came upon a couple of things that I thought interesting. One of these beers was Pigs Fly Pale Ale.
So armed with newspapers and beers when I got home I climbed the many stairs up onto the balcony, read and drank, and reviewed.
Packaging: Now if you are thinking you’ve heard of this beer before, you might have. I reviewed their Pilsener about six or so weeks ago. This one has the same label design, that crafty little pig with his wings. This one has green writing rather than green. Maybe they are hoping for a ‘Coopers Red, Coopers Green.” type effect with people ordering a ‘Pigs Green.’
Appearance: This had a big head as I poured it, it might have been a result of the rapid cooling I’d given this beer, taking from the car and dumping it into some ice water to get it cool enough to drink. It was a dark golden colour, quite clear with some energetic bubbles.
Smell: It smells of basically nothing, which is never a good sign.
Taste: It is okay. Not brilliant, Just okay. There is nothing about it that really stands out, but then again there is nothing about it to put you off either. It’s the Phil Collins of beer, completely middle of the road. There is a little bit of body, but not heaps, there is some hoppy bitterness there, but only in a resiny and slightly metallic way.
In conclusion: It’s a reasonable beer. It’s the beer you would make if you were a microbrewery that was keen on making some sales and money (hopfully to fund more interesting beers), it’s not going to offend anyone. The mainstream kids won’t find anything to hate, and the craft beer kids will drink this before mainstream swill. The problem is if I was choosing between this and some of the great pale ales out there like Kooinda or Nirvana (Soon to be known as Angry Man Pale Ale) or even Fat Yak, I wouldn’t be going the Pigs Fly, and that might be a problem for them.
Ranking: Let’s have a Schooner