Of all the beers that bring you closest to a bygone era of the Valley – a time of bent cops, strip clubs and crooked pollies – it’s the Diehard Lager. This is not to disparage the beer in anyway: it’s a lovely drop. It’s just that you really can see this beer being served in ponies and downed by a bunch of moustachioed second-graders who’ve come from Neuman Oval for a post-training session.
It’s a crisp, dry lager with a very clean and light body. There’s some grassiness to it, but it’s slight as this beer is all about balance and refreshment. It’s the kind of beer that is designed to and fortunately can be enjoyed on a rooftop in the sunshine.
Brad Gellert
