PB&K
Four Sons Brewing

Well, this is a wild one (and Raul does not simply mean that because it’s a Wild Ale). It’s a wild one because it’s all over the place.

Ok, so it looks like my lil soldier’s fruit punch - now, there is a difference here - think of a beer like Russian River’s Consecration. That beer pours thick and luscious like Nosferatu’s blood. On the other hand, in this beverage it pours thin and weak like some 99 cent store fruit juice. On the nose is straight peanut. Like, open up a bag of Cracker Jacks and that’s what you get - your main man isn’t pleased. Taste is straight up disappointing like “Cleopatra” like when it almost bankrupted 20th Century Fox. It’s just a mess. It’s as if someone ground up a bunch of low grade peanuts and mixed it with low grade, 2 jugs for 1 fruit juice. Hell no!

Four Son’s - this is whack!