As someone who cut her brew teeth on red cups of Natty Ice and water's second cousin, Rolling Rock, I'd like to think that I've come full circle. And by that I mean completely reformed, not regressed. Victory Storm King Stout is about the best way I could think of to tip my proverbial forty to that reformation. It's creamy and chocolate-y and high gravity. It made me want to compliment the waiter. It must be good.
-Nic B.
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