Wynkoop April Fools Rocky Mountain Oyster Stout

Aroma: 6 | Appearance: 6 | Mouthfeel: 8 | Flavor: 6 | Overall: 3

drove up when i heard this was going on tap .. i love balls! .. . creamy and sweaty mouthfeel ... has an odd haze to it .. . an enjoyable beer, although i did find a pube in my glass...

Aroma: 10 | Appearance: 10 | Mouthfeel: 10 | Flavor: 10 | Overall: 10

Bottle in trade with Kinger -

This might just be the worst beer, and the greatest beer I've had in my wi....life. I was overcame with emotions as I sipped on this nectar of pelotas de toros. The flavors bounced around from being overwhelmingly salty and nutty, to beefy and somewhat alkalin-y. What? Pff...there are no California brewers man enough to make this stuff and the genius found in Denver should be fondled gently for their ingenuity. Don't like this? Not your cup of tea? Then may you be tea-bagged and slapped mercilessly.

Aroma: 2 | Appearance: 2 | Mouthfeel: 10 | Flavor: 10 | Overall: 6

Been a while since I've reviewed a beer here, but needed to put in my two cojones about this fabulous brew. First of all, thanks to FoamDome for lopping off a couple of mouthfulls from his growler for me to taste. Has the mouthfeel of plums and cracker-jacks with a stone-solid head and a marble-like texture. Unmistakable nutty flavor - mostly walnut and chestnut - but the finish is all meatballs and coconuts. Bullocks, was this tasty! Very reminscent of a "Huevos del Toro" I once had in Tijuana.

Aroma: 2 | Appearance: 2 | Mouthfeel: 2 | Flavor: 2 | Overall: 10

Was in Denver for the NCAA Women's Basketball Championship. After watching the Lady Irish upset UConn to advance to the Championship, I was suffering from estrogen overload--all that shrill screaming! I ambled to Wynkoop, my favorite brewpub in the Mile-High city, to sample their fresh Rocky Mountain Oyster Stout (and hopefully restore my hormone imbalance back to the male side). "I'll try a pint," I said cautiously. "Where you from, son?" the indignant barman replied. "Bull ball beer only comes in quarts!" Before I could ask for a smaller sample, he went to work filling a massive mug. He started pulling the hand pump. I guess he had to charge the line or something, because he had to keep pumping and pumping. I thought he was going to give himself a hernia. Suddenly the first spurt of beer gushed out, and I could see why they use quart-sized mugs. The force of the burst sent foam shooting up the inside of the glass. He just kept pumping and the beer kept coming, frothy at first, then bursts of viscous liquid. The foam roiled under a frothy head. As the mug filled in uneven bursts, the barman gradually slowed his pumping. Exhausted, he finished the pour with one long, slow, final pull. He didn't even look at me. He just slid the mug to me said he was going outside for a cigarette. The beer looked more like a witches brew, drawn from the devil's cauldron. It was steaming hot, and it smelled of sulfur. I thought I saw a newt's eye floating in it. I didn't know whether to drink it or wretch. So I held my nose and attempted to gulp it down. Unfortunately, it was pretty slimy, so I had to swallow each mouthful three times. But by the time I put that mug down, I could feel the testosterone washing over me, bathing my brain in power and restoring me to full manhood. AWESOME! Suddenly I got an idea and knew exactly what to to. The bartender was napping so I snatched the keg with one hand and sprinted back to the Notre Dame locker room. "Ladies," I exclaimed, "Drink this Bull Ball Beer and Beat the Baylor Bears!"

Aroma: 9 | Appearance: 8 | Mouthfeel: 2 | Flavor: 6 | Overall: 10

Extra bottle obtained from kinger in a Quickie trade. FedEx Air, Next day! Thanks for being such a friend with benefits Cory! I was really really excited to receive this! The girthy bottle nearly exploded its contents into my drinking vessel, sporadically jettisoning it's contents in a rather messy fashion. Light creamy pour with a MASSIVE head, creamy consistency and ample cloudiness. Earthy aroma: very clover-ish and grassy upfront with a strange lemongrass/mimosa/sea salt hops presence. Strange slick mouthfeel with a briny flavor, really beefed up with with a lactose-type quality I am not familiar with, heavy and near-slimy, almost chewy. Nutty! That's what it is - nuts! I can really taste the nuts now. Interesting finish - almost like smoking a cigarette; makes me want to nap. Either that or like jumping into the ice-cold waters of the streams in the Great Smoky Mountains - so cold that your testicles shrink back up into your lower abdomen. It's like a no-testicle, cigarette-smoking, ice cold slimy finish that is nap inducing and makes me want to take a shower and gargle with Listerine. Yeah, that's it. Thanks again Cory for a very climactic brew - what a concoction!

Aroma: 10 | Appearance: 10 | Mouthfeel: 10 | Flavor: 10 | Overall: 10

I had to trade for this bad boy, and was successful in completing and obtaining this gem within a day of it's release. It cost me a couple of Bud Chelada's, A Rogue Voodoo Bacon Maple Ale, and a few dusty Westy 12's I had in the back of the cellar. Expedited shipping be damned, it arrived on my doorstep quicker than anticipated. Poured a squishy football colored hue with a jiggly creamy head and had lacing reminiscent of a pearl necklace around the neck of my glass. Bold nuttiness with some grass and cud undertones. Very salty and the rocky mountain water was easily detected. I thought for sure the girl I traded with was jerking me around, but I couldn't be more pleased with such a happy ending. Wishlist item crossed off!