Hello my #beersaturday friends! I hope your bellies are full and your heads are merry.

The UK summer appears to be in its death rattle stage and this weekend we’re being treated to a full blown heatwave 🥵 It’s 30-degrees Celsius in the day and feels like it’s around 400-degrees at night 🥵🥵🥵

As beastly as the weather is, there is always #beersaturday to be thankful for and the arid air just gives the perfect excuse to sample some more new ales 😎

Lately I’ve discovered a series of beers brewed by a company named Tartarus. My last beer post reviewed “Rivington Werewolf”, which is one of the fantastic beasts belonging to this Adam’s family of ales. And so, naturally, it seemed to make sense to drink review as many of these beers as possible.

Let the drinking begin!

The Jackalope looks like a friendly beast and I imagine its diet to consist of only this wonderful beer! A great summer ale with a nice 7% alcohol kick that keeps old-Jackalope merrily bouncing around from one adventure to the next. Jackalope thinks she has magical powers, when in-fact all she has is good old drunken luck and a merry disposition. Tanked up on this zesty beer, Jackalope is always there to lend a hand, however, more often than not, all she does is encourage whoever she’s supposed to be helping to have one more beer! Not much gets done but anyone involved sure does have a good laugh! No wonder people are always sad to see the Jackalope move on to the next town.

Tartarus’ dark side

The CTHULHU

Where the Jackalope brings fun and laughter, this sinister creature brings chaos and confusion.

The Cthulhu also survives solely on the beer it shares its name with. Only problem is, this beer is 12% strong and just wants to beat the heeby-jeebies out of anything it touches.

One taste has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, like you’ve just downed a bottle of absinthe. Your memory is wiped clear and any recollection of your encounter with the Cthulhu is impossible, which enables this bitter creatures survival.

Only this vague description of the Cthulhu has ever survived so think yourself lucky to have been given warning of its existence. Only those willing to tackle to strongest of creatures should attempt to meet with the Cthulhu. I barely survived my encounter and I can assure you I won’t be going back for more.

Above all the rest

The Eagle 🦅

One encounter with this majestic creature is all you can hope for. Go back for a second and it will be gone. Your experience may be short lived but nonetheless it will be memorable. Like tasting butterscotch tart for the first time, you know you’ve found something special, something sweet, something perfect if ever there is such a thing.

It’s said that some have gone insane searching for the one they call “The Eagle”, driven completely mad by the thought of never tasting this smooth hazy nectar once more. Thankfully that is not the case with me. I only feel blessed to have been in the presence of such a creation and to have enjoyed its goodness. If we meet again I will be ready. And if a can of Eagle should appear on the slope of an erupting volcano, I know my fiery death will be a happy one.

This could possibly be one of my all time favourite beers, I think…but as I’ve only ever had one drink of it I guess I could be mistaken. My instincts and my memory tell me this beer was something to speak of and spread the word.

If you ever see The Eagle, sit down, take a moment, and enjoy life. Most importantly, remember to share the story with others.