So, the kölsh... After bottle conditioning and being chilled, it's quite lovely. The spiciness of the hops has mellowed quite a lot, and in its place there are hints of fruit, maple, and vanilla. I want to serve it with poached pears just to watch friends' eyes roll back in their heads.
In short, J-, I've brewed the kölsch I attempted to recommed to you.
Rounding the corner onto Lafayette Place, I saw a funkified brother listening to an ipod and doing what looked like a stylized slow-walk toward me. Then, I realized that everything I saw was moving slowly, but as soon as I began to contemplate this peculiar perception, it all shifted back to normal.