Almost a shame to review such an every day beer, but way back in high school this was "different." As with most Texas teenagers, I'm sure, it was the first non-macro beer I ever had, and I swear like most who had it back then that it's different now.
Pours a deep coppery brown with a fizzy tan head that's the hallmark of a fairly light bodied lager.
Shiner smell. You have to smell it to know it. It's like smelling a cold, fresh loaf of bread with a slight zing that's not really hops, but just the way a Shiner (and many of its variants) smells.
Same solid, bready malt in the taste. It's a maltier, heavier (but only slightly) version of an American macro. I swear to all that is holy that it used to be bigger and have more of that Shiner zing to it. It was just... more.
Still, a gas station favorite for summer time, and something that should be around at all times.
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Saturday, August 22, 2009
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