I was originally going to turn my nose up to it. I was meeting up with some long-time friends from my journalism days at a roadhouse near IKEA, last summer, and the beer menu didn't look promising to me. There were the standard Molson Coors offerings and no local craft beer, and I was almost going to order a glass of the house red. But there was a brew that I didn't recognize and sounded Spanish, and I became curious. It's a lager, which also made me tempted to pass it up, because that is one of my least favourite styles of beer. But then I thought, what the hell, I might as well try it so that I could objectively poo-poo it down the road. And it was summer, and I was hot, and needed something light to quench my thirst. To my surprise, I actually ended up ordering a second. This stuff wasn't that bad. And when, a few months later, I came across a four-pack of it in the LCBO, I decided to pick it up to do a proper review for Beer O'Clock . And then, I promptly forgot...
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