This Holiday season, I drank approximately 10-15 bottles/pints of Mad Elf. You want to know why? Because it’s still the shit.
A few years back, when I was still just a young padawan of craft beer, I discovered the Elf at a bar when I was in college. I was dating a guy who loved it, but who warned me, “that Mad Elf will fuck you up.” That warning kept me away; I wasn’t ready. Back then I was only drinking Coors Light, Mad Elf was far too aggressive.Time went by, I grew as a beer drinker, and there was that Elf on tap at my favorite watering hole. I had one, and the rest is history.
At risk of sounding lewd, but then again I’ve already said shit and fuck, I have always called Mad Elf the Liquid Panty Dropper. The warning received was accurate – it WILL fuck you up. I have a set a limit for myself of no more than 3 per day, and most of the time I only need 2. There’s something about it that puts me on a whole new level. And, I’m not the only one. Many friends who are ‘accomplished drinkers’ find themselves completely gone after one too many.
It’s not necessarily the fact that you get wrecked drinking it that makes it so awesome, although it is certainly a perk. The uniqueness of the beer itself is what makes it. I have yet to find another beer that tastes like Mad Elf. It doesn’t taste like Christmas aka it’s not a spiced beer or a cinnamon or fruit cake bomb. It’s made with honey and cherries, and that’s basically what it tastes like.
It’s as thick as warmed maple syrup, but not heavy. It’s sweet but not cloying. It’s a Belgian-y treat with just a bit of those clove esters, but not enough to make it the prominent flavor. It’s easy to drink, which is scary. You won’t taste the 11% ABV, which is why you’ll find yourself looking a bit like Mad Elf if you drink too many. It can be your best friend. It can be your worst enemy.
I will warn you as I was once warned, be careful should you choose to mingle with the Elf, but if you do, you won’t be disappointed.
Disclosure: NO ONE PAID ME TO SAY THIS. I just really, really love Mad Elf. This it the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Word is bond.