Next up, Tröegs Nugget Nectar (Imperial Amber):
This beer is supposed to be an homage to the Nugget hop, which is a variety of hop engineered in 1970 by some mad geneticist at the USDA, probably while laughing maniacally in the bowels of the USDA’s 2.2 million sq. ft. building in DC.
The hop’s lineage is listed as Brewers Gold, Early Green, Canterbury Golding, Bavarian, and “5/32 unknown”. Ummm, what?
Let me get this straight, it is a hop: (1) handed down from the agrarian department of the Federal Government, (2) produced in an over-employed, imposing government building, (3) partly derived from “unknown” lineage, and (4) used to make an amber ale (a color that is 75% yellow and 25% red) with a propaganda-esque clenched fist label. This can only mean one thing: Communist government mind-control project.
It pours on the reddish side of amber. It has an off-white head that retreats to a thin layer, but there are some tiny foam islands that hold-out and conspire to leave behind a little lacy evidence of the resistance on the walls of your glass. The smell is orange citrus, with notes of sweet nectar fruits, and an herbal pungentness plotting in the background. The taste marches lock-step with the nose; but it is here that you can truly appreciate how smooth this beer is. Often, hoppy beers are a hegemonic battle between distinct and alienated malt and hop character. But Nugget Nectar sheds the shackles of this paradigm and perfectly blends the two in communal harmony. At the finish, there is a lingering herbal and spicy bitterness hinting at an underlying discord in this heretofore utopian fellowship of flavors. However, you quickly realize that Tröegs is in control, and this is not a call to step back, rather a now inculcated drive to continue forward on the path to more soma…er, Nugget Nectar.
I can tell you one thing, though. Those bastards at the USDA and Tröegs aren’t going to get inside my head. I’ve taken precautions.
The Haybag: It’s way smooth and it tastes nectar-like. I feel like a hop-headed hummingbird drinking this.




This reminds me of the Communist plot to take us over by means of Fluoridation. That’s why I only drink distilled water or rain water. I will not succumb to any Communist plot!!!
Damn straight! Fight the power.
Yeah this is yet another beer I missed out on. Sad Face!
I walked in to Market 2 Market in Del Ray, and it was just sitting there. The Haybag also waltzed in to Fern St Gourmet (near Fairlington) the other day and bought a 6 pack of HopSlam that was just sitting there. Also, Unwined in the Bradlee Shopping Center is a little less crazy than Rick’s. They have ordered stuff for me before.
I just bought two cases at the brewery today. So if you are in the area, you have not missed out on it. Go get yourself some. I also noticed there was more on the bottling line.
well I will definitely keep trying! perhaps ricks will get it back in. I have three other places I may go looking for it!
Did the haybag really say hop-headed hummingbird? Methinks not.
She said hummingbird…I added hop-headed.
Now, that’s the way to review a beer!
Thanks, man. I knew this one would play well when the Haybag laughed at it (in lieu of her usual eye roll).
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Good pic! Gotta get me a tinfoil hat…
I would have thought that liquorstore bears would be less susceptible to mind control…
We’re especially susceptible. There are entities in the house RIGHT NOW controlling my mind, telling me it’s okay that no one has bought beer.
You need a braided wire covering OVER the foil to be fully protected.
Dammit! I have made it worse! The edges of my hat are merely acting as an antenna. No wonder I can’t stop drinking this stuff.
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I need to be home brewing and I love th humor in this piece.
Thanks!
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