Finally, the last of my six beers from Bell's of Michigan. The brewery calls it an American wheat ale but it pours deeply cloudy amber ale under a thin white foam and rim with a whacking great big glob of yeast left in the bottom of the bottle. Not like any American wheat I've seen lately. Drying but sub-astringent lime-ish hops right down the middle of the palate wrapped in cream of wheatish grain. There is some fruitiness - tinges of apricot and lemon rind - plus late summer grass. Spiced cream yeast - all spice as much as anything. The four percent at the low end of BA love appear to be all scared of yeast.
Have you read The Unbearable Nonsense of Craft Beer - A Rant in Nine Acts by Alan and Max yet? It's out on Kindle as well as Lulu.
Maureen Ogle said this about the book: "... immensely readable, sometimes slightly surreal rumination on beer in general and craft beer in particular. Funny, witty, but most important: Smart. The beer geeks will likely get all cranky about it, but Alan and Max are the masters of cranky..."
Ron Pattinson said: "I'm in a rather odd situation. Because I appear in the book. A fictional version of me. It's a weird feeling."