This series of posts is dedicated to the many, many six packs, pony kegs and pints that have sauntered into my life at one point or another.

If I was going to be many miles away from America’s Dairyland when I endured the heartbreak of watching the Milwaukee Brewers lose a postseason Game Seven, at least I had the kindness of a fine beer.
Thank, Colorado, I had a swell time amidst your mountains.
Previous entries in this series can be found by clicking on the “Beers I Have Known” tag.
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