Ridin' Dirty
Fort Garry Brewing Company Ltd.

Judging by the can alone, this is probably the worst beer available. It looks like it has made a deliberate attempt to avoid appealing anybody with a sense of taste in anything. The main advantage is the pricepoint and the alcohol content. It is kind of hilarious though.

It smells a bit like sweat and canned corn. Tastes a bit like water. There is some sweetness and grainy aftertaste.

Overall, this tastes terrible. I would never buy this again, but the can made me laugh...in a sad way.

As soon as I saw these available, I had to pick up a few to share with all of my CAN collecting friends. 473ml can with a sticker label, Prairie Boy Brewing Company.

Clear, pale golden color, with thin off white head. CAn't really call it head, but the foam quickly is gone, no lace to speak of. Sweet fruit and adjunct smell, a bit alcohol hotness in the nose if you take a really big sniff. Typical malt liquor taste, weak grains, slightly metallic, alcohol sting at the end. Some sweet fruitinees, pineapple, stale green apples? Body is thin, fizzy carbonation. Sticky and cloying, tried to wipe my tongue after (to no avail).
I guess it is alright, as long as you like the cowgirl label and don't care about taste.

How come no one has reviewed the 2 litre plastic bottle yet?

A vigorous pour into a glass mug produced a two finger bubbly white head an almost imperceptably hazy gold. Well carbonated. The head soon diminished to a thin layer.

Corn smells. The taste is of thin watery malts up front followed by a slightly bitter finish that fades right away. A bit metallic.

Medium body and carbonation. Better than I expected but not something to seek out unless you collect unusual cans.

473ml can, brought to we in Alberta by the Prairie Boy Brewing Company, which seems to just be one of those marketing shtick-heavy types who get some other 'local' brewery to do their dirty work for them. Anyways, that work extends to the admittedly hot cowgirl photo on the label, which promises to be a welcome distraction for the next few minutes or so...

This beer pours a clear pale golden colour, with two fingers of thin soapy barely off-white head, which leaves a few diminishing spots of 'lace' around the glass as it quickly runs for the hills. (That's what this needs right now, some old-school Maiden...) It smells of overripe fruit, and thin adjunct grain doused with ethyl alcohol. Already distracted by the cheap trick that is the label, I remember to actually taste this sucker, and it turns out to be big on the browned sweet apple kind of fruit, a thankfully repressed weak graininess, and softly metallic booze. The very pallid bubbles further a growing comparison to bad cider that is growing in my mind. The only word that I seem able to grasp when considering the body of this beast is that old standby, 'cloying'. It finishes none too soon, with a persistent fruitiness and grain, united by a common stale character.

I'll concede this - this has more going on than a typical malt liquor around here - still, none of it is all that enticing. Ok enough to put down, I suppose, if you're after the moderately elevated ABV, or even just bamboozled by the chick on the can. Me, I just want to go scrape my tongue...

I CAN't speak for the average CANsumer, but when a beer mentions "ridin' dirty" and shows a busty cowgirl, I am not put in mind of tooling down the road while holding either weapons and/or drugs while on probation. That's the first couple of entries in The Urban Dictionary for that phrase. A little further down was the entry with which I am familiar. Giddyup! The CANQuest (TM) CANtinues to plow into unfamiliar territory, leaving others to choke on our dust.

The Crack of this 473 mL love fest revealed yet another CAN filled almost to the brim. It is like the CAN gods want me to have as much beer as I CAN handle. The Glug produced two fizzy fingers' worth of bone-white head with low retention. Color was a deep golden-yellow with NE-quality clarity and here I was disappointed. It should have been a brown ale (or is that putting too fine a point on it?). Nose was fruity, like pineapple juice. How odd. Mouthfeel was medium, on the fizzy side, like drinking pop with a continuation of the fruitiness noted on the nose. It really was like soda pop, but at 6.2 ABV. Is this really what they drink on the prairies? Finish was slightly sweet, very estrous with pineapple. This makes a once-and-done for me. I just CANnot get behind beer that mimics pop.