I don’t care what the calendar says, because for me, it’s officially summer. Not because we’re three days away from possibly hitting 80 on the thermometer and not because my dad is bugging me for a check to pay for a week at the shore. No, friends, summer started when I opened my first bottle of Flying Fish’s Farmhouse Summer Ale. The perfectly balanced, nicely hopped brew is smooth, delicious and rare at the bars, so it’s especially important that I spent the summer stocking up on it for my personal stash. Beer fans, get to your local carrier and get a case. It’s worth it, and then some.
Holy shit already. Dam time has gone fast. Be right back as soon as I go spend all of my money on awesome beer.
That sounds like a good idea. We should hang out soon & spend money on awesome beer as a group.
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