Summer Beer Review: Not Your Father's Rootbeer

I decided that since it is summer, and I love a cold beer on a hot day, that I would throw a couple of short summer beer reviews around now and again. My first will be for the must-have trend beer of this summer: Not Your Father's Root Beer, from Small Town Brewery.

If you haven't heard of this, just stop reading now. This blog is probably not for you. This is about a trend beer, and you are clearly not up to date with trends. I assume you still have a Zack Morris-style phone and think that Whitesnake is good music.

We brought some to my father-in-law, and the conversation went something like:
Dad: Hey, this is wicked pissah! But I can't drink it.
Me: Why not?
Dad: It's called 'Not Your Father's...and I'm your father.
Me: *Facepalm*

Anyway, this beer is exactly what it sounds like. It is alcoholic root beer. I personally think that this is an amazing idea, and I hope the trend catches on, as I would love some boozy Dr. Pepper. Right now I have to make it myself by pouring a shot of vanilla vodka into regular old boring soda. That's a lot of work. I frequently cut out the soda altogether and just have a shot of vodka. This beer saves me from all that trouble.

This beer is a bit on the pricey side as far as beer goes. If you are used to getting a 24 case of Natty Ice for 15 bucks, this is not the beer for you. If you are more accustomed to trying out imports or upscale brews for 2-4 dollars per bottle, then this is right up your alley.

The combination of very sweet, only slightly hoppy soda-beer is quite tasty and refreshing, but does need a salty snack to go with it. After drinking most of one bottle, I found it almost too cloying, and I am a huge fan of sugary alcoholic drinks.

As far as alcohol content, at 5.9% this falls right into the average range for beer. If you want an extra kick to it, add some root beer flavored vodka. If you want to really buy into the whole root beer thing, make it into an ice cream float. It is effing amazing. Adult dessert at its finest.

My overall impression: Wicked Pissah (For those of you not from New England, that translates to 'hell yeah')