Preface: I love Kona Longboard Lager.
So what the fuck happened here? The Fire Rock Pale Ale tastes like someone went to Hawaii for vacation, did all the shitty tourist things, visited the brewery, and then was immediately given an enema. The resulting liquid was packaged and is now unfortunately in my stomach.
You know it’s bad when you crave a miller high life to wash the taste out of your mouth.
1/2 out of 4 stars. Wouldn’t wish on my enemies.