The only thing “spring release-y” about this stuff was the hopefully upcoming release of it a few hours later from my bladder.   Even then, it would probably be the same pitiful trickle that my first, and last, taste was.   I tried, I really tried to like it.  Honest.

I took a 6-pack of this camping along with Frosty and our families last weekend and figured that a nice cream ale would be a good choice for camping festivities.  This choice was Siriusly wrong.

Lagunitas appears to have taken this beer way too seriously and made something too “sirius” to be drinkable.   It’s a concoction that’s loosely  musty, hoppy,  and overly spiced.   My wife says it tastes like grapefruit and she willingly, YES WILLINGLY, agreed to drink the rest of this vile swill.

I’m only going to give it a 2 because previously I really have tasted worse and probably will again.  I’m saving my ONES for gag reflex inducing future Swillfests.   My faith in the American brewer has been tainted once again.

Only the “reserve beers” (Alaskan Summer Ale, Stumptown Tart, Fat Tire, etc) from the home stash saved the weekend from being a total Swill Ride.

I thought when my wife purchase 2 cases (48 bottles) of this beer for my birthday party this past weekend, I thought hmm fun? It turns out that just because there is alot of it, as you may have read in earlier posts, that this doesn’t mean that its gonna be any good. You would think that someone who posts about beer would have learned this lesson by now. I’m here to report that I am a beer failure. The very fact that I let this crap in my house, and that I still have 24 bottles left of it ruins any of my credentials as a beer reviewer. But since my pain is your gain, I’d like to share with you how they want you to believe Pacifico tastes:

This is in fact, a bold face lie. Below is not only how it really tastes, but also how you feel afterwards.

Sure I might have eaten most of the 3 tri-tip roasts I BBQ’d that evening, but with that much brew I shouldn’t feel like the bloated passed out drunk that I do this Monday morning. Oh did I say drunk? What was I thinking this beer was maybe 1% and thats only if you consider the case as a collective. You’ve been warned.

*Have you ever wondered why mormons don’t drink? This is why.

Now I was warned about how pitiful the beers were in Utah my my brother in law. I had the chance to visit Zion this past week were it was a balmy 115 degrees everyday, and I figured that a nice pint might take the edge of screaming kids and schweaty ballz. After plunking down my $5 at the Zion Pizza & Noodle Company I was ready to taste something better than the camp site water I had been drinking thus far. Shoulda stuck to the water.

Best way to describe this beer is by describing the taste:
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There is hope that there might be a better brew in Utah, but Im not gonna take a chance again. At least the camp site water was free.

Even their brewery dog thinks its crap.

* total generality. in fact if you are mormon I hope you drink. alot.