I got this bottle of Deschutes Black Butte XX Porter a while ago, and my hoarding instinct kicked in. Keep it, you can't get Deschutes here, you'll never see it again! The little voice saying "Drink it!" was all but drowned out.
Finally I gave in. Woof. Truly black, and opaque. What a big mouthful, one that bears no comparison to its namesake, the eminently quaff-o-matical Black Butte Porter. Aged in oak, spiked with coffee and cocoa beans, and 11% ABV, the XX storms the chops and detonates. It's not precisely 'integrated,' but this once I'll forgive that because the blast of beer is so rumbunctious. Boozy, coffee-bitter, this is a big beer that hangs over the edges, a sumo, not a samurai.
Best news I heard today: Black Butte XXI will be out in July. May have to travel somewhere that I can buy some.