Red Hook-brewed Hawaiian-styled pale lager may lack depth (and taste somewhat different from original version), but dry-bodied toasted bread frontage and multi-grained pumpernickel-rye respite will please whole-wheat bread eaters. Zesty citric esters and sour green raisin wisp bring meager fruited swirl. 

Eye-catching circus freak-labeled series continues with complex 10% alcohol-fueled German-styled doppelbock posing as a strong lager. Sugary ginger sweetness invades red cherry, golden raisin, purple grape, and apricot fruitiness as well as buttery molasses-chocolate malting. Peppery hop fizz simmers tertiary gin-soaked barleywine, Chardonnay, and rum boozing and slight metallic twang. Like the finest non-flavored vodka, this full-bodied lager elevates its supplemental ingredients.

Astringent grain bitterness, beleaguered hop dryness, and delicate salted butter flow provide initial sharpness countering soft water texture to sweetish rice finish. Easy drinking fodder lacks distinction.

Unctuous sugar malt sweetness ruins front-loaded corn syrupy pale-honeyed creaminess as corresponding Scotch swerve and cocoa smidgen soften mild alcohol-stricken finish. Lack of cereal grain depth by third passing ultimately hurts chances. Also known as Pernstejn Lager.

4.9% alcohol edition gets sharper hop vibe, deeper malted grain thrust, and better glutinous wheat profile than Black Label version. Brisk water flow and slight orange influence enhance crisp finish.

Generic billowy pearl-headed pale-toned lager maintains easy washed-out appeal. Biscuit-y malt sweetness lags behind fizzy sourdough blandness, lemony snicker, and dry maize finish, bettering insignificant American macrobrews by a strand.

Dinky Scotch malt essence, dewy earthiness, and aromatic cream corn sweetness peak early, allowing pettily dry banana-agave tinge to perk up unsettled cloy finish. Serve to lightweights only. Now brewed by August Schell.

Thankfully, one of the first quality European beers imported to America in the ’70s. Its iconoclastic ‘skunk-y’ whiff (usually a distinct drawback due to light-stricken beer bottles) re-enforces the bitter hop prominence and prickly yeast pungency, easing down the throat with an ultra smooth water texture. Still beats all mainstream American lagers for quality. Note: In the faddish bomber can, skunked yeast funk pushed back for sickly cloy nature ruining original essence.

Mildly creamed straw-hued French/German border brew much closer to German Bavarian lager than wine-y French ale. Salty sharp-hopped maize-dried smoothing, baguette-like sourdough yeast breading, and residual citric sugaring subside too quickly, leaving insufficient character to distinguish Kronenbourg from better competition. Serve with a lemon twist to add luster. Amazingly, this is supposedly the leading brand in France with a ridiculously absurd 40% market share.

Bland, acidic, straw-hued brew lacks head, body, and proper hop fizz. Stank-y malt aroma leads to stale bread mouthfeel, soured honey tone, and husked grain-fresh hay moderation.

Fizzy straw-hued brew lacks sufficient dry grain-hopped character. But crisp water and unspecified cake-like sweetness suit mainstream tastes well.