Trying to identify these symbols is not easy. This one means ‘to run’? Or maybe to spend, hang, telephone, lock, sit or bet. What the fuck, Japanese?! Pick a damn meaning already!“But he don’t know what it means
And I say yeah” – Nirvana ‘In Bloom’ (or In Flowering, farting, laughing, twisting, calling your Aunt Jenny on a Motorola while strolling through a busy airport on Thursday evening.)
See how goddamn confusing mixed word meanings are Japan?? Who do you think you are?! I AM!
The pour is a murky, warm, straw yellow with no head or lacing.
The smells are sharp lactobaccilus, bright melons, sugary doughnuts and mild florals. Pretty sharp aroma overall.
The tastes are PUNGENT AS FUCK. The weirdest lactobaccilus flavor I’ve ever had in my life. It’s legit like I’m sucking someone’s nasty feet. I don’t know how I feel about this. Other than that, it’s got barely-there tropical fruit notes and a little bit of citrus fuzz to it. This is rugged.
The mouthfeel is light bodied and ‘burney’. Weird feet flavors hang around a long time. Decent carbonation.
2.5/5 Well, it’s drinkable, barely. This is pushing the limit of my palate with the fucky feet flavor. It’s weirdly acrid and harshly acidic. It does have redeeming qualities, once you get past the initial shock, as I found myself enjoying it a little more as I went. Fuck, I might have a foot fetish now. I guess pick this up if you like torture or something.