On one of my frequent business trips to Phoenix, I've stumbled upon a nice looking bar on one saturday night, as I was deciding between the more commercial beers available, the nice lady behind the bar offered me a different beer, that being the famous Moose Drool, and believe me when I tell you that after the first sip of that sweet yeast nectar I was hooked!, I even ripped the label off the bottle and kept it as a souvenir, I drank all the Moose Drool beers in the bar (sadly there were only six of them) and quickly became my favorite beer, unfortunatly I live in San Diego/Tijuana were there's a drastic scarce of the Drool and can only remember that precious moment, so my life's work is to get that Drool south of the border, import it, smugle it, I don't care as long as I get the Drool. Cheers to Big Sky for giving me a reason for my business trips to the damm desert!.
PS. Joseph, if you're reading this, I didn't crashed the company car on that saturday night, it was the Drool!!.
