A beer with a lying problem, Dale’s Pale Ale is a hop-centric tour of what the Western United States has to offer. Dale's new brewery in Brevard North Carolina doesn’t let on that this is a Colorado-born and -bred recipe for shoving enough hops into a beer to make a beer drinker take a second look at this easy-sipping IPA yet rough-as-hell pale ale. Selling this hop-laden can of goodness to customers without a warning is akin to not letting someone know that you’re cop while looking for a weed hook-up. It’s a damn good IPA and not to be missed. But be warned: You’re in for a shock if you’re expecting a pale ale.
Sitting at your match.com date things are going great with Diane. You order a beer and she orders a wine. The intoxication turns into light petting at the restaurant. You know that you’re That Couple but you don’t care. How often do you find a girl who loves the Denver Broncos as much as you, can quote all your favorite gangster movies, and knows the difference between a lug nut and a wing nut? Your waiter delivers your food with a disgusted look. You dig into your food and slip off your shoe to slowly stroke up her leg. She blushes mildly as you go higher and higher up her dress and then you feel them. You jerk back in shock, thinking, “Did I just feel what I felt?” You take a swig of beer and look deep into her eyes. She gives you a deep look in return. Remembering back on the entire night, you think, “Well, I could go this way. Who knows,” and slip your foot back to play with your new found date, Dale.