If you’re like me, you’ve “loved sours!” for years, while stuck within your severely scanty, sour social circle. You cling to your two close, sour friends, Monk and Duchesse, watching from afar the trending, sour-beer, love fest . . .
This month’s voting round brings some doozies, with ABV up to here. If you could see me, I’m pointing at my Adam’s apple. I should be pointing at my gaping, watering mouth as I gawk at all these gaudy-delicious, high-gravity beer recipes . . .