Lager.
*Shudder*
You used to drink it once.
But then like your haircut at the time, it sort of went out of fashion.
It became a drink reserved for plastic chair throwers in Greece.*
*Or wherever England were playing.
Then came the craft ales.
The fancy mango-infused not-quite-a-lager craft ales.
Kind of refreshing, but also reminiscent of your Auntie Lesley’s cheesecake.
So there you were in your onesie.
Left all alone with a lager-shaped hole in your life.
Nobody should have to live like that.
So a bunch of people set about bringing lager back.
A beer for now.
Loved. Crafted. Perfected.
Served up in a chilled glass to refresh parts other beers pretend they can but can’t.
So get dressed.
Hug a stranger.
Celebrate.
Free your mind to the possibility that a lager can be loved again.
Yes, lager is back.
We call it Freedom Lager.
