Background: A random Beer found at a local market (liquor store) whilst inquiring about the possible availability of properly cellared libations. The following is the result:
Color: Brilliant golden amber, akin to waves of grain gently viewed just before the sun has lovingly kissed the western horizon.
Taste: Decadent caramel boldly massages the tongue while the ever so balanced dances of malts and hops pull one into a warm leather high-backed chair, front row, watching a graceful ballet of ingredients hard(y) at work.
-TM
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