Some may quibble, but 2011-bottled version of soapy fruit ale lacked proper blackberry-soured flavoring, coarsening to a phenol citric harshness worsened by carbolic aridity and sulfuric sways. Tart grape, dried fig and vermouth illusions come crashing down haphazardly. Like many lighter fruit beers, its unpredictable nature is cautionary. Drab stuff.

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