Every day is a dog daze around here when I have to walk the snaggle toothed, butt draggin’ ,leg humpin’, buffalo breathed, canine member of the family. I use the term “walk” loosely because our four-legged freeloader does more sniffin’ then walkin’. If a dog is a man’s best friend that doesn’t say much for your other buddies, now does it. Me and Jimmy Page have been dog dazed and confused for so long it’s not true.*
Cameron’s has brewed up a refresher for the dog daze of summer, spell checker be damned. They stuck some kiwi hops in there for that way way down South touch. As in penguins in the backyard South. As in right next to the South Pole South. Time for some way down South suds scoring.
Hazy daze, with a dark orange pour, minimal froth on this canine craft of a quaff. Strong fruit on the nose, has kinda a double boozy smell. First taste is super sweet, a candy tropical fruit salad, sweet and juicy, almost cloying. Now the sweet is backing off a bit, some mild hops have come to play. A tropical juicer with mild hoppiness. It started out overwhelming but just ended up whelming. ** An OK pale in my books.
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