It has FLAVORS, unlike your tedious mixer Vodka but not big, showy ones like botanical Gin. Shockingly, from my Irish ancestors, a clan not overly concerned with subtlety or nuance, Mad March Hare is both.
Think Dark Thoughts…
I don’t get it but, in the interest of not being a total dick about it, here’s what’s in my fridge, right now, June 29th, in anticipation of HOT weather.
As senses reawaken, apparently so does the spark of collaboration and with these gorgeous ales, Double Mountain and E9 both have something to immediately get us excited about.
Spurrier wanted something else to sell in his Paris wine shop and California might just be, uh, drinkable, if you’re feeling kinky.
For all its Northwestness, you can safely pour this puppy for your craft-newbie, bitter-beer-face, crap lager converts and those guests from the East and Midwest who blanch at even our tamest IPAs.
I BEG YOU, if you actually love WINE and are not using it as some lifestyle accessory aimed at proving how uber-cool you are, DO NOT take on that asinine, adolescent ‘tude about red over white.
Ask yourself how you would feel if some drunken jackass groped your sister – or your daughter? – in a bar. Would you have a nudge and a wink for that guy? GROW THE F**K UP.
