Ya Dats Gude Baltic Porter
Ya, big, roasty, sveet & gude!
Okay, you're traveling to the Baltics and you need a language lesson. The situation: you're sitting with your fellow travelers in a pub, and you take a healthy swig of this substantial porter. Now, with grand expression, repeat after me: "Oh, ya, ve like dis very much! Ve vould like anudder and anudder!" Excellent, you're well on your way to speaking the local language, which is a skill you'll need for repeated samplings of this bountiful, black lager. For below your pint's impressively creamy and tan head, you'll experience the cavernous depths of multi-dimension darkness as worlds of flavor unravel, like the malty richness, tongue-tied roastiness, toffee-like caramel and a dark-fruit richness that is redolent of port wine and the tobacconist. Soon you'll be dancing in the streets, proclaiming, "My hovercraft is full of eels!" But first, before getting carried away, finish your lesson. Take another swig, stand on the bar top, and declare, "Ya, dats gude!"