It’s enjoyable to read the reviews of Brian’s brews, even though it’s not something I’d personally imbibe.

It never ceases to amaze me the many different ways people describe spirits. To most folks, suggesting something tastes like fresh cut grass would have them calling foul, and asking which Bertie Bot’s Every-Flavor-Bean that was. It’s rather like wine descriptions with odd comparisons to smoke, pepper, and, my personal favorite, pencil.

Maybe I’m strange for getting a kick out of reading a beer review, but keep on brewin’ and reviwin’…