The term lager tends to get a bad rap because it brings to mind some of the worst of American beer – Budweiser, Miller, Coors, etc. They are beers that you most often drink with one purpose in mind: getting drunk enough to forget what you’re drinking. I normally steer clear of lagers – even those brewed by craft breweries – when I hit the bar for a pint. However, as I sat at the dimly lit Three Diamond Door this weekend all my self-righteous ideas about lagers imploded when I tried a glass of Uinta’s Baba Black Lager.
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