So the thing about Stella is this: it will always remind me of this dish that Gene made back when we were down-the-hall neighbors at the Sevi in Queen Anne. He might not even remember this, but I do, and will, forever. Because it was one of the best things I’ve ever eaten. And it had a bit of Stella in it. So Stella’s always gonna be alright in my book.
Honestly, this tasted almost watery. Though I was going for something light, since I haven't slept more than four hours in the last five nights, and I really needed to get to bed
A very pleasant surprise. On the light side, but not to the point that I'd call it watery, with a decent amount of pilsnery hop bitterness and a sweet malt finish. A bit of metallic dryness at the very end prevents this from being a top choice, but it was nice and refreshing for a dinner by the lake.
Peppery and spice forward, with clove in full effect before melting into a smooth, clean, fizzy finish. The opening was a little strong for me but overall it was enjoyable.