Oudbeitje:
This is imported by B. United (link listed) who pretty much seem to kill all the time, though their interest in southern Arizona is maybe, you know, not a priority, lack luster etc.
So, lambic brewed with strawberries. No carbonation, thick – ice tea maybe.
Image: the smallest greenest strawberry buried in a steaming pile of dogshit barnyard funk. Masterful really (doubters see, you know, Marquis de Sade, or G. Bataille).
There’s what? Corn Nuts, popcorn kernel shell, unripe wild strawberry, strawberry seed, strawberry greens. Battery-on-tongue, rubber, burnt rubber. The corn thing: knowing there is oil, fat, but being unable to get to it – one bites on that half-popped kernel and ouch! Seeking some fat, acquiring tooth ache.
Limited, we have twenty bottles which are all that are around as far as we know.
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