Mielenkiinnosta oli kokeiltava miltä tequilan ja sourin yhdistelmä toimii. Makean hapanta viiniä kuin joisi ja aivan lopussa tuntuu tequilan polte. Yhdistelmä ei vie villiyden äärelle, mitä oluesta odotti ja maistui hyvinkin tavanomaiselta sourilta.

Kamaliahan nämä kaikki ovat, mutta tämän sentään sai kurkusta alas. Nimestä tietää, mitä saa.

Ristuksen vittu! Sauerein souri mitä ikinä vetäny, menee vanhal sitruunan syöjällä ikenet huis helevataan tän kans. Jumalaare

Edelleen hyvää ja on loistava helle päivän juoma.

This beer wears relatively foggy, deep orange. The carbonation acts like a lazy squirrel when it tries to release a small-bubbled head. The foamy crown measures less than one finger and dies hastily to zero. Lemon zest, grated dried lemon peel and an oaky hint are the key players in the scent. Moreover, I can spot something mineral but can't recognize what it is. It's like a wet stone on a sea shore. The first sip reveals sour mango, zesty lemon pulp, tangerine and canned mandarin. A wheaty bed is soft but flat. Additionally, there's a mushy note, it must be the tequila agave absorbed by the aging barrel but I can't, honestly speaking, identify it without knowing in advance. The body is light. The end is fruity, the composition doesn't change a bit. We're driving to the dawn, along coasts, across the whole country; we drive fast, but the aftertaste's silent; you can pour tequila into my belly button. The mouthfeel is light, flat, soft, smooth and marginally barrel aged. It's also zesty, pulpy, overripe as well as moderately dry. Less edgy than I feared. Reasonable.

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