It's decent beer. It's not any better, honestly, nothing to write home about.

It's pretty much a mimosa. I mean, it's not offensive . . .

This has the unfortunate misfortune of following one of the best stouts I’ve had… but it is nice enough.

This is good. Not sure I’m picking up the peach. Also, peach body lotion is a sign of poor character.

Gah. Why do you choose these beers.

Expected more bitterness for 102IBU. Heavy on the toasty/malt so I don’t really catch much citrus or pine. It is more floral. Not super interesting but it is a decent DIPA I suppose. Boozy. Oh... I feel the boozy.

Better than any of the weird samples Roy is insisting on assaulting me with tonight.

No.

This tastes like beer...mixed with the dried residue of McDonalds BBQ sauce.

Yuck. Cheap malty beer taste with molasses.

Woah. What is this... so good. Like I’ve been punched in the face with a bitter fistfull of jasmine flowers and... I like it. Again!

I like this, it is well balanced, smooth and interesting. Maybe really like it. However, after 3.5 hours of sleep and 30 some odd hours of work in two days, I’m anything but smooth and interesting. I’ve got poutine in my lap and I’m earning “you’re scary” comments from Mr. T.

Kind of a mediocre pilsner. Well, at least a mediocre Czech Pilsner. Do, oka

Can't log, Distracted by Matt talking about skulls and absinthe. Also, NPR's Cliff Mass and aggressive toast-buttering assault. Very timid American pale ale, acceptable but not memorable.

I didn't even want to log this because apparently I've already logged it. Boo.

Slightly sour gose. I dunno it's fine. Unlike Sara's beer, which is totally just like Jet's beer even though his is the penultimate, and hers is the ultimate pint.

Came to blows fighting over the differences between a glass from the end of the keg and a glass from a fresh keg. There is a lot I could say about the beer, but all that matters is I am right and Matt and Jet are wrong. Okay, apparently I'm totally wrong about the kegs but still don't care. I'm totes right about it being watery. Also, who drinks pink unicorn juice? Wrong people, that's who. Beer tastes like evil koolaid.

"Ooooooooooooooooooh. Wah? It isn't soapy! Shut yo mouth, Roy."

"Uhhuggghh" "I hate peaches"

Bit lighter than expected. Vanilla and spice, not sure where the "strong" description comes into play here.