Maybe I shouldn't have been surprised that this beer was terrible. It was tossed to me by a teenager in a boat while I was paddle boarding. When I was his age, I was worried about cost per can instead of good flavour, and after drinking the Brewhouse Pilsner, clearly he was too.
Although I had never heard of this beer, I assumed it was cheap. After all, it was freely given to me by a drunk teenage boater. I figured, if he felt he could afford to give one away, it had to be cheap. I've never found the cost of this beer, but it tasted as cheap as I imagined it would. I thought, maybe it was just me, but when Carolyn tried it, she almost spit it out. She may not be much of a beer drinker, but that was an adverse reaction even for her.
Luckily, we were frying halibut that night and we needed a beer for the batter. Brewhouse Pilsner did the trick. It made a great beer batter! That's probably the best thing I can say about this Pilsner. It makes a great fish batter
Brewhouse Pilsner barely deserves one weak burp. Fish batter - yes, drinking - no.
Drinking the world.
One beer at a time.