Classy clear glass 40 pours with a thin clear pale gold body that supports a tiny white head. The aroma offers up an estery mess of sweet apples and pears and then a sliver or two of corn flowing into boozy table sugar. The taste is similar and it gets harder and harder to drink the deeper you go into that 40. So it’s all sweet with honey covered apple wedges and pear like juiciness that’s balanced off by a slight corn flake sort of cereal sensation and then modestly sharp booziness. All in all not bad for a 10.5% boost vehicle.

Can. Pours a clear yellow with a gold hue and a white head that dissipates quickly to the edges. Aroma has lots of sweet grains and corn with an odd light fruit note. Flavor is similar with sweet grains and corn up front with sweet light fruits in the finish.

Tall boy canned @ home picked up at Argonaut for $1.39 poured into my Avery Sour Fest snifter. Pours a clear orange appearance with a small white head. Spicy apple cider with plenty of cinnamon sticks. Pear, apple, light garbage juice flavor. Pretty Fucken smooth.

40 oz bottle from Liquor Max in Loveland (8.5%). Pours gold with a foamy white head. Aroma is sort of malty fusil oils. Med body/foamy carbonation. Flavor is malty, and just slightly nasty. One of the least noxious HGs I can recall. I think I could actually drink this, if I was desperate. Thankfully, I’m not.

Light gold colour, clear. There’s a heck of a lot of corn notes, plus faint malt and less than faint fusel alcohol. Far too cloying to be consumed by the forty. Vile, harsh flavour combines alcohol, diacetyl and candyish sugar in ways not seen since the Soviet Union collapsed. Seriously, this can should be labelled in Cyrillic.