As for the sensation, it really is a microscopic mist, and you can feel it seeping into all of that impressionable real estate in the back of your throat and under your tongue.
As for their effect on me, like I said, my body’s too polluted to tell, but I did replace my regular once-daily dosage of preemptive Advil with these, and I didn’t seem to have any more or less headaches, or really any headaches at all.
There’s a reason the whole country’s hooked on New England IPAs
Wild, sour beer fest brings out the best from the Midwest and beyond
Don’t Worry by Wormtown and CBC Hopheads Guide to the Galaxy
From experimental hop remixes to creative cans, it’s great to have Collective Arts in Boston
Smash by the Virginia-based Commonwealth Brewing Company is a pink grapefruit, lime, and guava gose ale. Which happens to come in a ravishing can.
It’s as simple as it’s perfect, and as a result easy to drink in large quantities—not in the same sense that makes Silver Bullets preferable for pounding, but rather in a way that the precision-focused Citra hops and light complexion make for something that won’t interrupt your dinner should your friend show up late and you end up sipping a few Coneheads before mealtime.
Once you’re finished eyeballing the wallpaper, hopefully before the can loses its chill, it’s time for sweet surprises and dark beans.
The most impressive thing about this beer may actually be what it is not: Not too pretentious, nor too light, hazy, or sweet, it’s balanced magic in a goddamn can.