#AroundTheNorthIn80Beers – Day 60
Beer: Old Tom
The Brewer: Robinsons Brewery
This was one the first beer I blogged about when I started this blog. Seems an appropriate return as we hit the three quarter mark of this blogathon.
You don’t have to have your nose anywhere near the bottle when you open this.
It’s not just the 8.5% ABV that is on the strong side.
It’s a real malty smell. If anyone’s tried home brewing, imagine the smell when you open a can of malt.
Then comes the taste. This packs a helluva punch to the tastebuds and right back up the nasal passage.
Like the Sorachi Ace beers I’ve blogged about recently, it’s a bit cloying, if anything, but is otherwise pleasant if you drink it steady (at that strength, no other way is advisable).
It could be hard work for some, but if you have any sense you will grab a bottle of Old Tom and lock yourself away with time on your side and savour it, sip by sip.
I do have to question the wording on the bottle, however. While I can appreciate that some beer can age well if left (in this case the bottle suggests putting some aside for “weeks, months, or even years”), the best before date is just over a year away and I only got this bottle a couple of weeks ago!
Where in the North?
Seven miles from Manchester city centre, Stockport is a large town that has a proud history of manufacturing, from hemp to hats!
That history actually makes for a really visually interesting landscape, thanks to the centuries of industrial architecture.
The town was birthplace to a huge array of musicians, TV presenters and actors, my favourite being Tim McInnerny of Blackadder fame (Lord Percy, Captain Darling). Pass me a pint of Robinsons, Darling...
https://www.visitmanchester.com/visitor-information/stockport-tourist-information-centre-p24071 (They don't seem to have a site for tourists - shame)
Whilst being part of Manchester, Stockport is actually where the River Mersey forms with the merger of two other rivers, the Tame and the Goyt.
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