Tam-o'-Shanter Scottish Export
Careful with that kilt there, MacDuff! No ifs, ands or BUTTS-we are categorically prohibiting any Marilyn Monroe kilt-poses over the subway grate, because frankly, the sight of your pale and furry man-legs would make us blind, and we need our untainted vision to enjoy the sight of this lovely amber Scottish Export. "Export?" you say. Yeah-we're exporting it to our stomachs via our mouths, and in between we're treating our taste buds to this traditional Scottish ale with its refreshing malty sweetness, crisp earthiness, and clean kettle caramelization. So do whatever you've gotta do-put on some tights, duct tape down that kilt-because your hairy-leg-induced blindness will not stand between us on our spirited quest to enjoy this perfect pint!