Beer: Bock Lager
Brewery: Narragansett Brewing Company
Serving Style: Can
Glassware: Pilsner glass
Drinking Establishment: Kerensa’s kitchen
Primary Consumer: Kerensa
Sight: Deep golden, medium-opacity body. Three finger, frothy, white head that very slowly fades to a springy pond of bubbles (too much?).
Scent: This smells like my undergrad house after a keg party. Even though it’s being consumed chilled, it smells like red Solo cups of warm, day-old Pabst, or J.W. Dundee’s Honey Brown (house favorites). Honey Brown makes the most sense, as there is a noticeable dark honey note…somewhere in there behind the prevalent scents of Generic and Macrolager.
Flavor: Yeah, this tastes like I expected, but not as sweet. It tastes like the fine flavors of Rhode Island water (Narragansett is from Rhode Island), sprinkled with some lager yeasts, left out in the sun for a day or two, then put into one of those soda stream/carbonator machines, and then refrigerated for a year. I mean, it’s not that bad. I do appreciate the attempt at “Bockinizing” their flagship, the Narragansett Lager (on tap at many a fine New England establishment and becoming increasingly popular at Brooklyn bars for its tallboy container). It’s funny, when you first take a sip, it could almost pass as a respectable lager (read: not a Bock). However, the flavor dissipates in–literally, I’m going to time it right now–okay ready, sip….and four seconds later it tastes like I just swallowed a big heap of mineral water. And not the fancy kind. Like whoops, your faucet hasn’t been cleaned in awhile.
Feel: Thin, almost watery, with aggressive carbonation that almost makes it bearable.
Concluding remarks: If this month was Macrolager month, pitting Budweiser against Coors against Narragansett (a peer), this guy would get a 4. I SWEAR! I need to preface that I spent much of my life near this brewery, so I wanted to like it (although I also knew from drinking their regular lager that I would not). But let’s call a spade a spade: this just isn’t a Bock! But nevertheless, Narragansett gave it the old college try, and apparently has since the 1930s when it first brewed this Bock. It says on the can that it was “crafted to be highly drinkable [I guess, but just drinkable, not highly] with a rich, golden color [yeah, check], an elegant, spicy character [elegant like Miller High Life is the champagne of beers] and a clean, dry finish [yeah, like clean water–well no, not even that].” And then it concludes by saying “Enjoy!” Oh, Narragansett, no. Tip? Sell a six-pack alongside one of those Das Boots that the kids like so much and stick to what you do best: providing mediocre affordable beer. No need to slap on the Bock label, or talk about “Bavaria” on the back of your can. Just keep it simple. Less is more. And on that note, less of this beer for me, please.
To further support these claims, Men’s Health Magazine said it was a “must-try” and “killer.”