Oransicle
Minhas Craft Brewery

1.18 liters of "Strong Flavoured Beer". A veritable orchard of the implied titular fruit on the label. Hoooo, boy...

This beer pours with all the fervor of cheap soda - a brief appearance of crackling bubbles, which dissolve before your eyes, into a murky peachy-orange coloured base. True to form, and ever since I cracked the bottle, it smells of orange cream - a dead ringer for a Creamsicle, if you will, with a prickly undercurrent of booze - memories of first-year university dorms. The taste is still very sweet orange and cream, fake on both counts, but makes room for a decent hit of orange Delsym, pushing me further back in nostalgia space-time. There's more carbonation in my morning Tropicana, the body is sugar-dense, but avoids cloying status somehow. I'm guessing the booze. It finishes still sweet, but, well, nothing.

Pretty much what I was going for all those years ago when I added Stoli Vanil to orange juice. Maybe less acidity, and weaker tasting, but still strong and sugary, just like some people obviously like 'em. Not this camper, anymore. Biggest...drainpour...ever...