Fort Collins Major Toms Pomegranate Wheat

Brewed by Fort Collins Brewery
Style: Fruit Beer
Fort Collins, Colorado USA

12 oz bottle purchased as part of a beers of summer 10 pack at World Market. Pour is mostly clear golden with a one inch white head. Head falls slowly, leaving behind some patchy lace. Aroma of sweet fruit, very much smells like pomeegranate syrup, rather than fruit. The mild grain wheat is present behind the fruit. Nothing off smelling, just a bland nose. Taste follows the nose, with the syrup sweet fruit and mild grain wheat. There is also an ever so faint sourness in the back. After taste has a touch of cardboard. Palate is medium bodied, coats the mouth some before a flinty cardboard finish. As it warmed, thinned out a bit.

few brewers can actually fuse pomegranate with beer and make it taste like a good beer. this is a prime example of the not so great. smells like fruit and mold, dont even smell any scent of pomegranate what so ever. reminds me of the pungent disturbing taste that sam adams calls beer in there cherry wheat. this is a alcoholic pomegranate soda. didnt do the trick for me at all.

This poured a bright yellow color with a white head. Aroma was tart pomegranate and yeast. Flavor was sweet artificial fruit flavor and slightly spicey from the wheat character.

On tap. Pours a golden color with a hint of red, a little hazy, not much head. Smell very wheaty and fruity, you can catch a hint of pomegranate. The taste of wheat is right up front, the pomegranate shows up right after followed by some sweet malt and a little bitter hops. The over all aftertaste is tart pomegranate. light bodied with light carbonation.

Moderately disappointing and somewhat bitter for a sweetened wheat beer... alright.

This was the beer I sampled after Russian River Temptation. Talk about unfair. Pours a clear gold color with a touch of amber. Thin white head. The aroma is very malty with bread and cardboard boxes from the basement. The pomegranate really does come out in the flavor with light spices, wheat and caramel. Sweet and too sticky, this one wasn’t easy drinking nor the nice refreshing summer beer I thought it might be. I can’t recommend this one.

Bottle. Pours a hazy orange color with a large rocky white head. Aroma is dark fruits, dust, apple-y. Flavor is grass, light pomegranate, dirt, wheat. Not very good, in my personal opinion. Almost cloyingly sweet. Bubbly mouthfeel.

He poured clear, dark orange with amber highlights. A soft white head looms above a powerful stream of bubbly carbonation. Pink seltzer water? Raising my glass, his nose bursts in unison with the continuous stream of bubbles. Pomegranate skins with a whisper of pomegranate juice which seems to be running away from the lemon zest nipping at his heals. Faint sweet rolls somehow unearth more fresh pomegranates which quickly wilt under the radioactive assault upon my undeserving being brought on by sickenly saccharine hard sugar water. I take a tentative quaff.

~insert bulging eyes and choking instant gag reflex~

Bitter, rotten fruits which I guess could be pomegranate, but if that is the case, a new species has been spawned from the oozing rotten mess which has fermented to form this...thing. Rotten and bitter citric rinds sear the top of my tongue with overly tart pomegranates and then fade into rotten fruit and citric rinds. A hard chemical bitter tang lingers painfully long in the finish like a nightmare that you just can’t wake up from no matter how hard you try. I seem to recall this being called a pomegranate wheat beer, yet there is no trace of wheat to be found. It probably wised up and fled the scene of the crime before becoming a victim itself. There is nothing good to be found in this beer, and nothing to be salvaged from what is a steaming pile of rotten, bitter citric rinds drowning in a sludge of artificial additives and chemical esters. My kitchen sink needs a good cleaning, and I just found the right item for the job.

There was nothing good about the Major Tom’s Pomegranate Wheat. In fact, this goes down as one of the worst beers I have tasted. I made it through maybe a quarter of my glass; just enough to avoid suffering permanent trauma before exiting stage left as quickly as possible.