I’d like to like this Saranac, but it quickly betrays it’s Matt’s legacy. Initial tastes lift with a weird butteredpopcorn quality that is nearly instantly followed with a bitterness that smacks one right across the back of the head. I assume it is the beer talking and not one of the marines.
a beer a day
can I sample that one?
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