Austin is a brutal aggregation of terrible traffic and scant H-E-B parking spots, topped with a sour cherry of having the country’s worst climate outside of Tucson. It makes any walk from Lot ZZ to the produce section an absolute beating. Lucky for us, Austin’s brewers know our safe space, none more so than St. Elmo Brewing and their fever antidote, Carl Kolsch, which takes the robust flavors of an ale and combines them with the delicate chugability of a lager. Carl makes our black gates of asphalt hell feel like Los Glaciares.
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