Glitter blinds my eyes! So give me something outside of that ephemeral city life, give something that ain’t no trend, give me something that I can feel in my fingers. Maybe it ain’t that fancy, no big ole lines awaiting – but I want to taste the crisp flowery elegance that only can be found outside of the glitter. Give me a pilsner in small town America, surrounded by the farms that keep it running! *Gluten Reduced*