Lately, nature has made no sense. Back in March, East Coast temperatures crested 70 degrees. But now it's late May, and instead of bright sun a bone-chilling rain has sunk the mercury to 50 degrees. That's just cold enough to crack a stout. Lucky duck that I am, I have a darn good Iri in the fridge.
Is it Guinness? Though I do sip the occasional creamy Guinness, my tastes run to the rich, roasty bitter end of the Irish stout spectrum. For that, I turn my taste buds to Dublin, Ireland's
Porterhouse Brewing Co., the country's largest independent beer maker. Friends Liam La Hart and Oliver Hughes founded Porterhouse in 1989 with a simple mission: "They wanted to brew extraordinary beers with complex flavors," says Matthias Neidhart, of B. United International, Porterhouse's American importer.
To that end, the Porterhouse crew crafted a smooth, slightly briny oyster stout; a generously hopped Irish red ale; and the Wrasslers XXXX. It's a circa-1900s stout re-created from a bygone Irish brewery's recipe. Back then, brewers weren't afraid to make their beers flavorful, and Wrasslers follows that tasty template to perfection.