This week we celebrated our independence from the crown. Nationwide, record-high temperatures inspired us to drink the finest, coldest beers we could get our hands on. Not only did they quench our thirst, but they provided a diversion from the horrifying hellscape of our current government. Why have one beer when you can have six? This is What We’re Drinking.
“It’s a billion degrees out and I can’t get too drunk because I have to study later. Thank God for this raspberry radler I found in my parents fridge, as well as whoever brought it to them. Like a raspberry ice tea, but with booze (and honestly probably less sugar).” – Danny King
“Roasted malts lay the base for subtle complexity: chili powder, cinnamon, vanilla latte, cocoa nibs. The high ABV is dangerously concealed in a barely perceptible alcohol warmth. There is no place like Nebraska indeed!” – Jeremy Fuerst
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