Flesk Brewing Company

I remember first time I met one of the young gents (can’t recall if it was William or James) who founded Flesk Brewing.  It was during a local pub crawl throughout the many taverns of Forest Park & Oak Park, and the second annual (and sadly, final) Tale of Two Parks.  Organized by the pub owners and shuttled by the baddest bus company in Chi Town (Reggie’s) this was a mid-afternoon shuffle between the best beer bars in the area, with an agenda, but no strict schedule.  I still wear my t-shirt proudly to the gym and hope they resurrect this short-lived tradition in 2016.  But I’ve gotten off topic already, so let’s focus…

I’ve appreciated what Flesk has brewed back to their early days, with Coat of Arms (imperial pale ale).  A balanced proposal of popular American hops (Citra and Mosaic I do believe) and a sturdy malt backbone.  What more could one ask for?  Not much so let’s move onto their colder month monster, Running Man Imperial Stout.  It begins with bitter, dark chocolate on the nose, lactose sweetness & body in the middle, and a slightly dry finish.  Their standard Running Man Milk Stout is average, but this beefed up version is a palate pleaser!  I enjoyed this one even more so than Into The Void (imperial porter with cocoa and vanilla).  As the Chicago climate adjusts to what we’re accustomed to in December, treat yourself to a bomber from Flesk, today.