A chill is in the air, a shiver runs down your spine as you pull your jacket just a bit tighter. An owl hoots in the trees above, you jump in spite of yourself. Your grown-up brain tells you there is no reason to be frightened but your inner child can't help but recall those ghost stories from campfires past. The moaning man searching for his head, the night stalker that attacks the stranded teenagers, the legend of the Banchee...any of them are enough to make your blood run cold as you quicken your step.
What brings on this rush of the Halloween heebee geebees? Why it is the first scent of Uinta's Punk'n Ale. The sensations of the harvest season flood your mouth with the first sip. Hints of nutmeg and allspice maybe? I do get a vision of pumpkin pie as I let the dark golden nectar run down my throat. It is very subtle and not overwhelming to the palate which would lend to drinking a few.
I recommend giving a Punk'n a try as you curl up with your favorite Halloween movie in front of the fire. Or even better outside by a campfire as you share stories of terror and suspense.
Cheers! Ms Duck
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