Uerige is tantalizing: the assertion of aroma and flavour is such that it is hard to tell whether everything occurs sequentially or concurrently. The immediate impression is of earth and laurel, but the texture is reminiscent of light grade maple sap. The malt runs from honey to molasses to roast, but the expression is ephemeral. The only real constant is the bitterness, which inhabits a space between black pepper and endive. Challenging but rewarding.