Perfectly balanced malt and hops, paired in ethereal harmony, elusive brewery snipes. The yeast is here, though, and kicks it up a notch with its particular rhyming brand of bitter, sour funk, scratching that turntable like it ain’t no thang. When diacetyl joins the chorus, all hell breaks loose, much to the dismay of cousin helles.

see rating for Leopold Bros. Pale Ale....then add about .1 or .2 to it....then pour this vomit down the sink to kill all sink and drain-dwelling microbes; now say this childesh poem....."once upon a time, the leopold’s created a beer...a beer than no one should near...a beer you should fear, a beer that brings tears...steer clear from this beer, unless you’re a queer"--- i do not say this out of hatred; but i conclude that this beer probably tastes like some guy’s ass

Lightstruck nose, rubbery throughout. Some gritty and harsh malts are detected from the medium body, but it is just a harsh rubbery mess. 'Worst of the week' honors.

Solid head, but a flavor to make the toes curl up. Rubber tires and inner-tubes. Couldn't even finish it.

Well, I was surprised that I hadn’t heard of this before when I first rated it, living so close and all. I was also surprised by the ugly color, sort of a washed out lemonade. Flavor was okay, with a lemonade flavor and aftertaste. Lots of head and heavy lacing, the opposite of my first rate, which gives me a real feeling of inconsistancy in their brewing/bottling process..