This is a dark beer. And how. Very dark indeed. Not Sam Smith's Oatmeal Stout dark (Osama Bin Laden's heart isn't that dark), but pretty darn dark, just let me say that. This is probably not for the faint of heart. If Petr Sykora is a basic, light Czech pilsner, then this beer is Bobby Holik: big, thick, scarred, with one eyebrow and looking like Frankenstein, like a guy who you either don't want to meet in a dark alley, or the guy who you want escorting you through the alley. This is powerful stuff. Also, for convenience, this comes in a .5L bottle, perfect for shoving up Jerry Falwell's rectum, thick-end first, while reading the lyrics to an Ozzy Osborne song to him. Sorry, had to be said. This has been a crappy week, and I'm still a little bitter that he compares my USA to a modern-day Sodom and Gomora (sp?).
Reviewed: October 20, 2001