When I was a kid, I loved to watch my much-older brother make his shambolic homebrew. My favorite part was when he opened a can a malt extract and poured it into the mixture. I never was allowed to taste the sweet sticky syrup, but I sure could smell it, and I could imagine what it tasted like. This beer tastes like that smell, and that’s a good thing.
Normally, I don’t appreciate sweet beers, but this is a rare exception. There’s almost no hoppiness to speak of. Hand me a bottle and I’ll drink it without complaints, and then ask for another.