revisiting

O glorious stout, o holy blackness and taste; after the beer fair introduction I couldn't resist picking up La Quince's stout from one of the shops.  I notice now it's a collaboration between La Quince and Guineu, hence the fox and owl on the label.

Explains that

The beer pours headlong into the glass with thick pudding foam.  It gives off a misleadingly light smell, almost apple-y.  There's the dirty stout flavor at first, sliding into bitter, and then the sweet aftertaste rises; so smooth, so soothing.  A whole bottle passes by without any odd twists and turns of flavor, it remains bittersweet and level, no stickiness or overpowering oddness.  Maybe it's the psychological impact of the visual, but I can't get the idea of chocolate syrup buried in good beer out of my head.  The draught version was even better, at least in memory, but damn if the bottle isn't a good bet.