It’s not too often you run into a Thelma, Edith, Martha, Betty, or Theresa nowadays. Those names are well past their prime much like that jar of strawberry jam growing mold in the back of your fridge. I think it’s safe to say that Doris can easily qualify for that list of names that make you think of Grandma. However, Ohio based Hoppin’ Frog must have an admiration for their Me-Ma’s stronger than Sheldon Cooper. While the name of their beer may make you think of the HurryCane, 4:00 dinners, and Sunday morning mass, what’s inside is way less innocent. A boozy bourbon aged stout is something I can’t picture Gram drinking. Time to figure out if this beer by any other name would taste as good. Let’s run them numbers…
Smell: Rubber, molasses, roasted grain, burnt biscuits, oak, and bourbon. The whiskey smell in here isn’t very prominent with the grains being more impactful. Usually on a whiskey aged brew, you notice it right away, but that wasn’t the case with D.O.R.I.S.
Taste: Upon first impression, this beer is really biscuity and hearty. There is a strong roasted presence from the grain that really takes over in this brew. The grain is by far the most apparent element in this beer and the bourbon takes a backseat for me. The grain adds a lot of roasted and toasty characteristics, but I also get charred biscuits, toffee, molasses, and a faint amount of bourbon. This beer reminds me a lot of Barbapappa, only with a touch of bourbon to round things out.
The mouthfeel is heavy and thick as one would expect from a double imperial stout (which is a touch redundant if you ask me). The ABV is in the double digits – 10.5% to be specific – which complemented the mouthfeel. This brew was a sipper for sure, but it was easy to get down considering the flavors and ABV.
Overall: D.O.R.I.S. was a very solid beer. The flavors were very rich and robust, but I did enjoy Hoppin’ Frog’s B.O.R.I.S. a little more. D.O.R.I.S. finishes with an A-. A respectable grade on the report card worth at least 5 bucks from Grandma.