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Steven Coulson
Steven has been drinking beers, wines and spirits for decades and has a propensity to go about them at length after a few drinks.
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The Price of Craft Beer: A $47 Lesson in Expectations
In the ever-evolving world of craft beer, the thrill of exploring unique brews often comes with a hefty price tag. Recently, I found myself caught in the excitement of the hunt, splurging a staggering $47 on a single bottle of barrel-aged imperial stout. This particular brew had been meticulously aged in bourbon barrels for 18 months, enriched with Madagascar vanilla and Ecuadorian cacao. The local bottle shop owner waxed lyrical about its accolades, including a prestigious GABF gold medal, implying that this beer was nothing short of a liquid treasure.
Given the grandiose descriptions and impressive credentials, I was convinced that I had to take it home. After appropriately chilling the stout and selecting the perfect glassware, I prepared myself for a sublime tasting experience. But, as I savored the brew, what I discovered was an underwhelming reality: it tasted like luxurious chocolate milk with a subtle bourbon finish. Don’t get me wrong—it was enjoyable, but the flavor profile simply did not justify the hefty price point. In fact, I couldn’t help but think I could have indulged in a decent bottle of actual bourbon for the same sum.
What stung most was my inclination to convince myself of its greatness due to the amount I had spent. I eagerly posted photos on social media platforms like Untappd, Facebook, and Instagram, touting its “complex flavor profile” and “exceptional barrel character,” all while inwardly wrestling with buyer’s remorse. It was clear that I had fallen prey to the allure of hype and an inflated price tag, mistakenly believing that the cost would equate to an extraordinary experience.
This experience begs the question: How often do we let expectations cloud our judgment in the world of artisanal beverages? Have you ever found yourself in a similar situation where the price overshadowed the actual enjoyment? Let’s share our stories. What’s the most you’ve ever invested in a single beer that truly lived up to the hype, and how did it make you feel?