I would not have said dank, because of course I would not have. There is a rounded, almost sweet flavor of stone fruit, but no bite, and nothing I would think of as either dank or resinous. But I don’t know shit about shit. Maybe the second one will offer me something in the way of instruction. I could open my own taproom and start making my own beer, and it would only cost something like half a mil, so I’m prolly just gonna keep shucking popcorn at the handful of far-north-side elderly who are willing to leave their homes for entertainment. When I do start brewing, it will be with Mosaic—which this one does not contain. So the circle is now complete; when I left you, I was but the learner—now I am the Master.
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