I’m lazy… but I drank this beer this weekend so…

So I actually had the double dry-hopped, cask-conditioned version of this beer on Saturday at Great Taste of the Midwest in Madison. I think it’s a nice, multi-dimensional pale ale, and the fact that it’s organic is cool too. It’s crisp, just a bit caramel-y and hoppy but not extremely hoppy. Nice, floral… grapefruit. A good drinker. Yum.

Do stroll through forests. Don’t be a fanboy.

Hoppy as hell, and delicious as hell if that’s your thing. But the canned version doesn’t do Furious its full justice.

Out of the tap, it’s like eating a grapefruit while strolling through an evergreen forest. Out of the can it’s bitter Fresca. So do this: Go to a bar that has Furious on tap and get it alongside a plate of extra-spicy Buffalo wings. Bring a spare pair of knickers.

Though I must insist, Furious’s awesomenessness doesn’t justify standing like a rube next to a biffy at the ass end of an mile-long line to the Surly brew review table to the neglect of every other beer on the premises. You know who you are.