I suppose it was bound to happen… I would eventually find a Brooklyn brew I wasn’t wild about; one that I could enjoy on occasion but wouldn’t name any of my children after. I guess Fortitude, D’Achouffe, Pennant Fifty-Five, B.K. Lager, and East India won’t have a brother named Weisse, but I will probably have a refrigerator that is graced, on occasion, by a sixpack of Brooklyn Weisse Beer.
For an unfiltered wheat beer, this pours surprisingly clear. At first I thought it might have been a filtered variety, but according to the official site it is, in fact, left unfiltered. I see little, if any of the dusty milkiness that I’ve come to know and love in a hefeweizen. The aroma is of pleasant wheatiness with ample citrus, and is really quite nice — maybe the best aspect of this brew. The flavor, though, is where I feel most let down; I guess it would be akin to getting a Kia for Christmas instead of a Lexus. The fruitiness with hints of orange and banana is well balanced with the biteyness, but the flav-o-meter is just turned down too low. It’s smooth and refreshing, but maybe a little too smooth and refreshing: kindof a Weisse Lite, which would be great if I wanted a Weisse Lite.
And, by the way, I was going to name one of my sons Chocolate Stout, but since that was Ben’s nickname in college I didn’t want there to be any confusion about to whom my progeny owed the honor of his name.