Sure Look | Irish Red Ale
Candy caramel and malty sweetness with toast & toffee. A classic Irish Red Ale just in time for St. Patrick’s Day. Éirinn go Brách!
ABV 4.8%
4pk $19 | single $5.23
.... Sure look, mist clings to the rolling emerald hills, and the air is thick with the earthy scent of wet soil. As the rain gently falls, we wander through narrow lanes, the sound of rain drops on gore-tex creates a rhythmic cadence. The moss-covered stone walls are weathered and seem to whisper centuries of stories. In the distance, sheep dot the hills like soggy marshmallows. There is magic in a rainy day, as though the endless precipitation has washed away everything but the two of us, enveloped in the rugged, wild beauty of the Irish hills ...
Candy caramel and malty sweetness with toast & toffee. A classic Irish Red Ale just in time for St. Patrick’s Day. Éirinn go Brách!
ABV 4.8%
4pk $19 | single $5.23
.... Sure look, mist clings to the rolling emerald hills, and the air is thick with the earthy scent of wet soil. As the rain gently falls, we wander through narrow lanes, the sound of rain drops on gore-tex creates a rhythmic cadence. The moss-covered stone walls are weathered and seem to whisper centuries of stories. In the distance, sheep dot the hills like soggy marshmallows. There is magic in a rainy day, as though the endless precipitation has washed away everything but the two of us, enveloped in the rugged, wild beauty of the Irish hills ...
Candy caramel and malty sweetness with toast & toffee. A classic Irish Red Ale just in time for St. Patrick’s Day. Éirinn go Brách!
ABV 4.8%
4pk $19 | single $5.23
.... Sure look, mist clings to the rolling emerald hills, and the air is thick with the earthy scent of wet soil. As the rain gently falls, we wander through narrow lanes, the sound of rain drops on gore-tex creates a rhythmic cadence. The moss-covered stone walls are weathered and seem to whisper centuries of stories. In the distance, sheep dot the hills like soggy marshmallows. There is magic in a rainy day, as though the endless precipitation has washed away everything but the two of us, enveloped in the rugged, wild beauty of the Irish hills ...