Born of dark and cold and snow in the marrow of the northeast’s longest night, HOWL comes in on wailing winds with winter-weary eyes burning holes in sunless shadows. In its darkened depths out inner voids are warmed.
Dark and opaque with a fairly thick head. Lots of coffee in the aroma. Lots of roasted flavor. That’s pretty good. (As an aside, my wife likes the label.)

I am finding Magic Hat doing better work as time goes by. They still have a ways to go to catch up to a lot of the other microbreweries around, but they are getting better and more adventurous in the right way (as opposed to the adventurous in the wrong way as they had been). I like the howl and am now looking forward to their beers more and more.
I find Magic Hat to be a bit of a mixed bag. Some of their offerings are very good. Others less so.
My brother used to like them quite a bit, but has become disenchanted in the years since they discontinued their Blind Faith IPA. (Lucky Kat’s not nearly as good.)