AMARCORD PRIMA DONNA INDIAN LAGER

Respected Italian film director, Frederico Fellini, deserves better than lackluster blonde lager tributary. Initial cabbage-like vegetal waft of palest yellow pearly-headed lightweight bodes badly. Moldy sourdough breading debunks timid lemongrass midst, bruised orange taint, and olfactory hay-barnyard astringency. Lamely watery, soapy suds.

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