Crisp crystal malt simplicity, sugared barley roast and slimmest sourdough presence lost amongst barren hop-embittered fruitiness. Possible banana-breaded clove undertones spotted. Decent mainstream fodder.

Beautiful Russian Orthodox church on label worth noting, but hazy, pale, short-headed, clear-toned lager inside bottle remains bland. Earthy hop bitterness, freshly harvested barley wisp, dry rye mire, and spritzy lemon backdrop lead to dulled single malt whiskey finish.

Dry hop-fizzed abundance restrains pale malt toasting of unassuming clean-watered beer. Pleasant cereal-grained creamed corn easement soaks up mild citric bitterness, but this is too close to Holland’s version of Budweiser to be worthy.

Typical crisp Canadian lager. But fresh water appeal, polite mineral graining, and coy hop bittering can’t salvage muddled lemon rot finish of below average brew. Less creamy than most Sleeman’s brews; deeper-grained than Molson Ales.

Fine dark amber lager conveys butterscotch hilt, cracked wheat jilt, vanilla wafer lilt, and toasted almond tilt. Minor oxidation agitates citric twinge and earthy vegetal tinge.

Clear frail-headed pale-toned pilsner retains light-bodied metallic smoothness. Sour malt liquor palate may preclude softhearted tastes, but freshly cut barley, mowed grass, and rice pleasantries fit dainty fizz-hopped cotton-candied apricot-tangerine tang well.

Oldest Texas brewery cranks out these blue collar medium-bodied macrobrews. Murkily malted rice-maize conflux teeters on soured barley-hop frailty.

Pale sunny hue, neutral dry wheat chaff, and swelling citric-fizzed sourness provide initial allure whilst bread crust suggestion, lemony hop tang, and apple tartness lay low at dry finish. Brewery defunct: 2010.

Squalid malt liquor mustiness informs crisp hop bitterness and burnt grain fullness before lemony freshness gets watered down (lowering the malt whiskey pungency by half). A lively lightweight champion in a pudgy brown bottle bettering most Asian competitors.

Dubious clear-toned pale ale pits gaudy maize sourness against soft-toned grassy-hopped diacetyl buttering. Oncoming herbal-tinged lemon rind bitterness fades to dankly musty soapiness that devours many like-minded cookie-cutter Eastern Euros.

Sourdough nosing and sweet floured yeast mouthfeel succumb to bland sugar malt follow-up. Yet frisky citric hop fizz revives bittersweet nut-grain conventionality.

Musty sour yeast aroma sets up frisky-hopped bitter malts and moderate buttery creaminess. But too predictable by third passing.