I’m not a guy who customarily enjoys the traditional September/October beers. At least not anymore. *looks off into distance* Not since the incident. *three second silence* I did one of those things, like the thing I did with Belgians, where I began to love, lust, and HUNGER for a specific style and I would quickly beat it to shit by over-imbibing and then never be able to wear those beer panties again. I once attended a gathering of the Belgians and tried close to thirty Belgians, ranging from 2 to 6 oz. pours, and I’ve never been the same. Take your tripels or whatever the fuck else you use Belgian yeast in and shove them out of my face area because I’M FINNA FTHROW UP. Yeah, I did that shit with Oktoberfests and märzens and I DIED OK. This. This was a long time ago. I was a different person back then. So. This year, in 2019, I’m trying to dip my mouth muscle back into the things I’ve been wronged by. This is limited to JUST beverages. I will not be putting my tongue in anything else that has wronged me. I FUCKING LOVED THIS HAILSTORM AND THESE SAUSAGES. No bullshit, this was a perfect toe-dipping back into something I used to be in lust with because this Take Me To Your Liter has incredibly delicious (i)dimension(/i). - Joel
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Brewery: Hailstorm
From: Tinley Park, IL 🇺🇸
Beer: Take Me To Your Liter Märzen
ABV: 5.6%
