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Two types of Brett! I cannot differentiate between them! They taste like cherries!

This reminds me of the first time I drank Sofie and I was so, so pleased that a sour could be so lively and yet so drinkable. So very so. But then they mass released Sofie and ruined it by making way less cray-cray. This bad motherfucker, on the other hand, is still terrifying, it’s so goddamn lively.

How do you describe sours? I ain’t yet studied that section of my Pretentiousness Dictionary. Cherries and beligan yeast with a pleasant floral aftertaste. Missing the verdant weediness of my favorite traditional saisons, but that’s more than made up for in the smooth-but-gigantic sour complexities. Not exactly lifechanging, but maybe that’s what actually makes it lifechanging. I just blow your mind? I should have. Because the real change is incremental, the sort of shit that changes the way you behave day to day. And this kind of imminently drinkable sour may not pack the flavor explosion of Mornin’ Delight or Bomb!, but the fact that it could act as a potential go-to, everyday sort of beer is just mind-boggling.

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