Black Death
Matt Phillips
Sep 08
|16:25
Black Death
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Certain things are made for each other, partners in crime, dynamic duos, yin and yang, bacon and eggs, cheese and wine, booze and fags etc…happy bedfellows that outstrip the collective sum of their parts. However some things have no business together whatsoever; oil and water, chalk and cheese, priesthood and children, beer and chilli…Black Death is one such example of those unholiest of communions, destined for the only orifice willing to entertain such rancid muck. As I stood pouring the remainder of the bottle down the toilet it struck me that some bright spark at the Fallen Angel brewery (East Hoathley, East Sussex) actually thought that combining good old-fashioned beer with the Naga chilli was a smart move. They were wrong, very, very wrong. Imagine drinking your Dad’s, most bodged, amateurish attempt of a home-brew combined with lashings of Tabasco sauce and you’re somewhere near the mark. It all looked quite promising as I poured it from the bottle. It has a dark ruby, almost porter-like appearance, however my suspicions were aroused as the soapy head instantly dissipated in the glass. In terms of flavour it’s a foul thin sour mustiness followed by fiery chilli heat. It has no character, no breadth, just wrongness in spades. Novelty beers are to be avoided at the best of times and this abomination perfectly illustrates why. I like chilli and I am quite partial to beer but I would sooner stamp on my own face with a dog-soiled stiletto than drink this insipid filth ever again. Eeeeuuurrrggghhhh!
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Available online at www.sussexandthecity.co.uk ÂŁ2.89 for 500ml bottle.Â
