“You can’t blame all of your problems on the moon”, Brit (and soon to give birth) RMPumpkin Nicola once said to me. Don’t tell her, but she’s absolutely correct, as I could never classify this pumpkin stout homage to that mysterious side of the moon, so wonderfully musicalized in the past by Pink Floyd, as anything other than a visceral delight. This full-bodied stout releases a dense smoky aroma dripping with molasses, gingerbread, and tantalizing cinnamon. With barely any lacing, this stout pours a rich, opaque espresso hue. Having forgotten my knife and fork, I had to chew my way through the richness of this bitter chocolate loaf. Spiced with cinnamon, a phalanx of creamy pumpkin holds it’s own in the chocolate river, balancing out the bitter, before everything swirls into a smoky wisp of roasted coffee.
The gravitas of this stout is enough to slow time to a halt as you give in to all your pent-up primal lunar behavior – precisely what you want for a stout that you never wish to be quite finished drinking. 95/100
Nic’s thoughts from a past year: Pumpkin swaddled in smoking jacket of velvety chocolate, dashing spice and rich orange peel. Decadent, rich, oh-so-cleverly balanced. 96/100