The memory of this lager washed away in a fog of Guiness. But for a beer endorsed by Kid Rock, it was not brutish and offensive. Having shivered every time someone has bought a bottle of Red Stag at the store, I feared the worst. I'm guessing he probably has nothing to do with it, or he beat the brewmaster into raising the quality. It was an easy drinking American craft lager, with a freshness the macrobreweries lack. I won't seek it out, nor I will not disparage this lager.
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