Style: Fruit beer
What I was doing while I drank it
Waiting for banana muffins to finish baking. Writing a blog entry over at All Over the Place. Getting sleepy.
Reactions and Insights
I accidentally thought that Palm was for Day 5 and took it out of the fridge, thinking I’d have it with dinner. But then I noticed a 9 on the cap. When I saw this I thought I’d better save it for a non-food moment.
It’s pretty good, though! Light and not too fruity. It’s refreshing.
Would I drink a case of it?
It’s a little too shandy for twenty-four bottles.
Okay, but would I drink a six-pack of it?
I would, but I wouldn’t buy it.
Did it contribute to my holiday spirit?
It felt the most holiday-esque so far. So yes. But I realized that I probably won’t really have holiday spirit until we get a tree.
It’s a busy label, with an illustrated winter scene in the background, cranberries in the foreground, a seal with a Native American in a headdress above a needlessly large logo, and a very lazy rendering of the name of the beer. I’d peg this as a mid-1990s design. There’s some comfort and charm to its mess, like a die-hard small-town restaurant that serves substandard food, but it’s a mess.