It’s late Saturday night here in Illinois as I’m writing this, and it’s as cold as a well digger’s butt. Today, I have no filter and I’ve been day drinking since 10 a.m. This beer that I’m about to review is the 9th beer of the day. And to top it all off, my in-laws, who I love dearly, had to put their dog to sleep tonight, so it’s been a helluva day. Why do I care, you say? Well, I’m staying with my in-laws while my house is in renovation hell, and I’m so close to selling my house that I can almost feel the Florida sunshine on my face. This dog, you have to understand, was a fantastic companion for my in-laws while they slid into retirement. Kasey, the mini-poodle, kept Rick company while Carolyn still worked and loved them both unconditionally after she retired.
Kasey was a good dog. He was a poodle, which to me was weird. All poodles should be girls in my eyes, but I’m stupid when it comes to dogs. He enriched the lives of my in-laws, and they loved that dog like no other. So, when Kasey began to lose the use of his back legs, you could see the writing on the wall. He was 10-years old, so that’s old for a little dog. His bones were brittle, and his aches were many. People can really get attached to their pets, which is a good and bad thing. On the one hand, they’re just dumb animals that keep us company, but on the other hand they become ingrained in our lives like children and become almost like partners. Kasey served his purpose for my in-laws and I thank him for that. He was there when they needed companionship and helped them ease into retirement while giving their lives meaning when their kids moved away. So tonight, I drink this beer in honor of Kasey, the poodle that made my mother-in-law weep when she realized she had to let him go. He will always be remembered as the most loyal dog that ever lived.
I know very little about Untitled Art Brewing, but since this beer is a collab with Angry Chair, I’m immediately intrigued. I was hanging in Tampa one day recently when Angry Chair posted on Instagram that they would be selling mixed 4-packs when they opened at 4 p.m. It was 3 p.m. when I saw it. I immediately bolted for the brewery. Thirty five minutes later I’m sitting in the Angry Chair overflow lot waiting for the brewery to open.
Gas Station Coffee Imperial Stout was half of the 4-pack and pours like ink in the glass, dark as night and thick as oil with a fat, caramel-colored head that dissipates into a slight ring around the inside of the tulip glass. The aroma is slightly sweet with notes of molasses and dark fruit. The aroma is very reminiscent of Bona Fide by 4 Hands Brewing, one of my favorite imperial stouts of all-time.
This beer is very coffee-forward, as expected. It even tastes like Bona Fide, which is very surprising. There’s loads of coffee on the tongue, with a medium to full-bodied mouthfeel. There’s some chocolatey sweetness mixed with the coffee that gives the taste an extra kick. It’s got a bitter after taste, but it’s still all coffee. If you’re a fan of coffee you will LOVE this beer. To me, it’s not a great beer, but it’s a solid offering from a brewery that knows their stouts.
- ABV: 10%
- Untappd Rating: 4.21