Jerome Andean Stout (Negra)
Jerome Andean Stout (Negra)
Rated 3.134 by BeerPalsBrewed by Cerveceria Jerome
Mendoza Potrerillos, ArgentinaStyle: Foreign / Extra Stout
6.5% Alcohol by Volume
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This is an Argentine stout of complex character. it has notes of dried fruit, raisens, a sweet bouquet of coffee, truffles and chocolate. Great body and a soft mouth finish, black pearl color and creamy head. Aged for three month prior to bottiling.
ID: 35516 Last updated 2 weeks ago Added to database 15 years agoKey Stats
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Overall Rank | 30918 |
Overall Percentile | 44.3 |
Style Rank | 107 of 136 |
Style Percentile | 21.3 |
Lowest Score | 3.2 |
Highest Score | 3.4 |
Average Score | 3.267 |
Weighted Score | 3.134 |
Standard Deviation | 0.000 |
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3 Member Reviews
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Aroma: 7 | Appearance: 7 | Mouthfeel: 6 | Flavor: 7 | Overall: 7
Black beer with good mouthfeel, perhaps a bit fizzy belying it's dark color that would suggest a beer with more body. Burnt coffee notes with alcohol at the back of the tongue.
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Aroma: 6 | Appearance: 6 | Mouthfeel: 6 | Flavor: 7 | Overall: 7
Poured out a black brew with a decent sized dark chocolate mild brown cap that is a bit fizzy but it stays as more than a skim.. barely. Very good sticky lacing. Coffee wafts through my nose, heavily roasted, ashes are prominent, foot, some citrus and candy. Massive roast taste. Instant alcohol and more ashes, chocolate, odd spice that is like a cinnamon / licorice hybrid, some coffee. Too ashy and too much alcohol but it’s a really good beer. Dark fruit. Thick mouth feel, burnt log residue cannot be shaken, heavy after taste that fades to just burnt logs. Logs.
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Aroma: 5 | Appearance: 7 | Mouthfeel: 6 | Flavor: 7 | Overall: 7
Dark, dark, dark, dark, thick looking brown fluid resting quietly in this unassuming glass, webs of bubbles are strung across the surface as if waiting to ensnarl an unsuspecting passerby in its net of mystery. Heavy better coffee rises from the surface of the black fluid filling the nose with memories of first dates and early morning jogs that help awaken your senses for the experience to soon come, notable alcohol is also there to greet you but it has nothing to say except I am your friend enjoy my company. When the fluid blankets your tongue for the time you want to say thank you sir for dumping you ash tray into my coffee. The brew is bitter, more bitter as the coldest winter night but somehow a lonely sweet fruit can extend its hand towards you to be touch and enjoyed. The intensity of this black poem rivals that of any great passionate love story too big to handle, to fantastic to turn away.