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There Does Not Exist

On draft at Windsor Homebrew Supply Company in Anaheim, California.
Gorgeous, golden color almost clear, fluffy, white head, almost 3 fingers and height. Solid retention with clouds of lacing.
Green grass, orange zest and undertones of fruit that I can’t nail down.
Flavor starts with a smooth, dry bitter grapefruit rind mixed with berry and a hint of crackery grain.
Mouthfeel is medium, great carb and a dry bitterness on the end.

On tap at Provisions in Orange, CA.

Like my relationship with my boo junior year at State, there is room for improvement in this beer. Actually, it’s not even like that. Like my long lost hottie, there’s actually something in this beer that I just dont like (which is why she never graduated to Mrs. Raul). First taste is dank and on point like a SoCal summer night with her… but it then finishes too funky. Like a weird fruity element that Raul is just not into. Again, Raul had love for you girl, but once you hit your third White Claw, an element within you started to exist that I couldn’t vibe with for a lifetime.

True love can my had, my children (I think).