In the meantime, I'd rather wear Cavariccis and long for the days of old. Like many Jersey Girls, the outward appearance was much better than what would be found inside but thankfully, I can find a fresher can of this and hopefully give it another go-around in the near future. Plenty of booze here but this still came across as an amateurish American Pale Ale to me. Basic malt and a swampy dankness were present but certainly not complementary to each other as this was easy to down but hard to appreciate. Too much overripe tropical fruit drowned out the citrus as only a mild slickness served as a reminder of the latter's role in this brew. Tons of pine, funky dankness, feet, and astringency in the nose as the taste was just as convoluted and offsetting. Plenty of it stayed behind as I worked my way through this as the lacing was quite thick and voluminous. The pour was alright - apricot, muddled, and topped with plenty of foam that looked like laundry suds. So what? This is old, just like me, and unlike most of the other older beers in my stash that I've cracked open lately, this just didn't cut it for me. It read 4/5/17 with '1ST ANNIVERSARY CANNED ON' written above it. I can't remember when I got this beer, just like I can't remember the last time a Jersey Girl turned me down in favor of some boneheaded Italian - but yes, this has a date on the bottom of the can.

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