This beer sounded good while wandering around Belmont Station,  but I’m sure Val Kilmer has been guilty of saying this to himself over and over again over the years as he has packed on the pounds.

It would have been a great beer had the heavy handed berry molesters at Laughing Dog not dumped way too many huckleberries in this hootch.   It had a great huckleberry flavor, but that’s all you could taste.   I’m sure there was a beer in there somewhere,  but it was hidden behind someone’s idea of Huckleberry nirvana.

This one gets a solid two and a short essay in pictures.

This,

Plus This,

Plus this,

Equals this.

Don’t let this be YOUR huckleberry.    Now go wash your eyeballs out with soap.