Way back in the day, pre-progenies, me and the Missus visited Amster-damn, I swear. You may be thinking of Holland, but you are actually thinking of The Netherlands. Known for their windmills and tulips, wooden shoes, the Cafes that didn’t serve coffee, and red-light districts. But the Department of Procurement was most interested in their diamond cutting. ** Being of a frugal nature, I declined to purchase a diamond on the trip and found myself in Dutch with the wife. *
In my hand, and soon to be in my glass, is the pride of Netherlands, 500ml of 5% Hollandia Premium. Definitely a Dutch bargain.*
A golden pour with a bright white head that was quickly a memory. Malt bread on the nose, a touch of floral as well. A substantial creamy mouthfeel, the taste is malt creamy and lager sweet. Eventually some graininess entered the picture. It is a smooth basic lager, a bit creamier than your standard fare. And ironically, that’s what helps Hollandia beat the Dutch.*
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