I had this beer a week ago for the first time. It was 80 degrees out and gorgeous. The first heat of the summer always feels weird to me. It’s extra humid and its always a bit surprising, like heading towards Florida and getting out in Georgia and realizing that you’re not in the Midwest anymore. Well, that was last week. This week, I wore my winter jacket to work. No joke.
So needless to say, this summer beer made a bit more sense a few short days ago but, alas, six packs come with six and so, 40 degrees or 80, the beer must be drunk.
The pour just rubbed it in my face. It was a brilliant, sunshiny golden with a welcoming three finger cap of foam. That dwindled rapidly and before I could sit down to enjoy the first sip it had practically all but vanished. The scent was candy-sweet strawberries. A yeasty bite brought me back to the simple fact that this was, indeed, a beer. Anticipating pure refreshment, my first swig did not let me down. It was clean, and easy going down, a straight strawberry across the span of my swallow. It was only slightly coating, leaving a thin fruity layer around the inside of my mouth.
Now, I will admit that I enjoy fruit beers and so, if this isn’t your thing, avoid Strawberry Harvest. However, if you’re looking for a little something different in a great summer lager, this is a treat not to be missed.