Next up, Pigtail Ale, by…hell if I know. It looks like some Greenville, SC, based brewery brews it for Piggly Wiggly: Thomas Creek Brewery.
For those of you not from the dirty South, Piggly Wiggly, or “the Pig” as it is called, is a ubiquitous Southern grocery store chain. The Pig apparently pioneered the self-service grocery store. Before the Pig, you handed a clerk your list, and the clerk got your shit for you. Someone shopping for you…gosh, who the hell would want that. Thanks, Pig.
We are in Hilton Head for an extended weekend/wedding for one of the Haybag’s friends. (If our daughter asks, we’re here for her birthday.) My mom drove down from Charleston to meet us, and had a 6 pack of this in tow. Let’s do this thing.
It’s a good-looking beer. It is a rich copper, with a thick tan head that sticks around and leaves significant lace. It smells like caramel, and that’s about it. The taste is pretty straight-forward: bread and caramel. It is fairly sweet, so the very slight bitterness at the end is a welcome relief. Hmm. I was expecting this to suck balls, but the only thing that offends me is that the malt character seems kind of extracty tasting. But seriously, it’s almost like Rogue Dead Guy’s redneck cousin: He’s missing a couple teeth, his wife-beater is stained, and his flowmaster exhaust is obnoxious; but in the right company, you can flip on some Molly Hatchet with him, and it’ll do. And at $6.99 for a six, you could do a lot worse…OK, maybe not a lot, but if this is in a cooler with just about any macro, l would grab this.
The Haybag: Hmm. Not bad. I’m still going to drink the Southern Tier 2XIPA in the fridge, but not bad.