Last of the previously unreviewed bottles that were cluttering up the space reserved for my Booze Advent Calendar, the Forty Niner has never been a favourite as a bottled beer (although in cask with proper conditioning it can be sublime). This one was nearly scent-free at the start but it may have been over-chilled (fridge overnight)…my fault on that front. As the glass warmed, a pleasant hint of burnt sugar started to emerge from the medium bodied, copper coloured brew. Also, the flavour was a bit bitter and bordering on soapy and metallic when very cold but this mellowed either with temperature or oxidation to something more wheaty, like Scandinavian crackers. Not a great beer, but fairly inoffensive it might suit as an intro to an American visitor intimidated by room-temperature tipples.