You have everything you need to determine what constitutes “best beers”, for your tastes, in your possession as you read this: Brain. Tongue. Maybe a bottle opener and glass. That’s IT.
Garrett Marrero is a Nice Guy. I will never meet him but if I did, I’d like him. I hope he makes 200 billion dollars and becomes governor of Hawaii…because he’d do the right thing with both of those.
There are certain things you HAVE TO DO to run any business. Gotta have some financing, gotta present yourself in a professional way, gotta step outside your frame and see how you stand in the market.
This is for my Michigander pals and not even in that beer-soaked state can I recommend a better place for you to buy something that your craft-addled geeky friends to find under the tree and absolutely lose their shit over.
I’m making this a two-fer of bottles that each richly deserve their own mega-watt spotlight. By comparison, this is like making Anthony Hopkins and Meryl Streep share one car headlight: doesn’t do justice to either but, at least, you can see ’em.
So, ya lookin’ for a little liquid cheer to help hammer a true SUCKFEST of a year into some vague, celebrational-ish shape? I gotcha, my sufferin’ brethren.
Just know that, to some guy who tastes about 500 – 650 IPAs every year, these had that certain Something that really set them apart.
Tough Love 2020, for all my purposes, is Perfect. It leaves NOTHING to be desired. It’s malty, rich, deep, complex, chewy, BALANCED, food-friendly, complete, and immensely thoughtful; one of the brainiest jobs EVER of crafting a great beer.