I don’t just drink Thornbridge Halcyon.
Our relationship is so much more than that.
We tend to choose a night to be alone together. I turn down the lights. She slips into the comfort of the elegant stemmed glassware. Barry White miraculously comes on the radio…
And then, well, the romance ends as I absolutely slosh her down my throat and go to the fridge to hit on her sister. Yes, Halcyon is unbelievably delicious.
Derbyshire’s Thornbridge is a brewery of excellent pedigree, having won multiple awards around the world and picked up rave reviews from every quarter. Indeed, the Thornbridge name has become a real hallmark of quality in the beer world.
Halcyon is their big-lad of an IPA. It’s named as an ‘Imperial IPA’ on the label, but at 7.5% ABV this could be disputed. Not by me, however: I don’t give a shit what they write on the bottle. What I do care about is the wonderful light-golden liquid inside. It pours with a huge, billowing white head that lasts the distance – making it a joy to behold. You won’t be beholding it for long though, as once you get a sniff of the unbelievable sweet tropical fruits in the aroma (think mango, pineapple, tangerine, light grapefruit) it’ll be down your neck in a jiffy. The taste. Jesus, the taste. All the tropical notes in the aroma translate onto the palate, alongside some extra zingy citrus bitterness, pine resin, and a dose of delicious biscuity malt. The finish is crisp and medium-dry and lets the hops really shine -none of that caramel-sweetness overkill that can often make IPAs seem sticky, sickly, and cloying. The aftertaste is long and bitter, with plenty of citrus and light tropical notes sticking around. Pure hop joy.
Men and women of Ireland: I strongly advise you to have an adulterous affair with this absolute beauty. It should be available for around a fiver for a 500ml bottle at a good beer store near you.