So I'm in Whole Foods the other day. I'm not much of a whole food, organic, granola bar, into girls-that-don't-shave-their-legs sort of guy. Stereotype? Maybe, but I can still sleep at night. But one thing I do love about that store is their selection of craft beers. I really don't know how they pick their beers, but they always have ones that I've never heard of.

So I first crack open the metal screw top (a-la Sobe Bottle), and I look on the inside and I see an M, the symbol of an eye, and L, a stoned dude, and a club from a deck of cards. After saying the letters out loud to myself it's referring to the "Mile High Club", if you don't know, you're too young to ask. Already I'm in a good mood. Upon opening the bottle also I smell the aroma of... well, cheap beer. Kinda Colt-45 / Icehouse like. Bottoms up.
Wow.
Gross. I might have to say that Mickey's might be worse off than Colt 45. At least I got 32 oz. of Colt 45. Mickey's only gave me 12. Well onward. I guess I can taste malt, no hop flavor, and the last thing left in my mouth is the taste of stale alcohol. What more can I say? It has no particular flavor to it. The bottle is by far to coolest part of this drink, but I can get a similar shaped bottle in a 6-pack of Red Stripe and still enjoy my beer. Ouch.
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