This root beer more unique origins than most. I mean most do have some back story, but this root beer was developed by the students of Theodore Roosevelt High School in Des Moines, IA. The science department developed the brew itself, since getting the right flavor is a delicate science. The label was created by the art department and I really like it. A high school and a moose and a a big ‘R’. It’s classy and fun. Their entrepreneurship students came up with the business plan and marketing. Then they just needed someone to make it for them. So they went to the local brewery, Confluence Brewing Company, which brewed and bottled in these quart growler things that my parents say look like the old hydrogen peroxide bottles. I think this whole story is awesome and I wish my high school had done something like that. They only made around 800 bottles which were sold for $10 each with $5 going back to the school. I tried getting some directly from the brewery but it didn’t happen. Luckily Vince saved the day by getting me one (since he lives in Des Moines).
The Body isn’t very sweet. There’s sarsaparilla and molasses as the prominent flavors with some cinnamon as well, but it they don’t find the proper confluence to create a beautiful harmony. Rather a shrill off-key mess. The Bite is sour with decent cinnamon burn. Half there. The Head is good. It’s medium height with decent staying power. The Aftertaste is some molasses and sour.
Ugh, what did they do? This tries to tread a fine line between being a herb tea brew and a normal root beer, and ends up doing the splits and landing on its groin. I don’t want to be mean to the poor students but, seriously, this is bad. Didn’t they do any research on what good root beer tastes like before they made it? Maybe it’s like how too many chefs spoil the soup, too many students spoil the root beer. I’d like to give them an A for effort, but really, this is more like a D-. Except the art department, they get an A. See how it rates against other root beers.
Another brew from Rocket Fizz. Those makers of strangely themed craft sodas are at it again, this time, rather than go all celebrity themed, they decided to go hunting themed. Finally, a root beer that embraces the most glorious sport and pastime that is hunting. But you can tell that they are true hunters, for they’ve named it Dad-Gum-It! in a clear reference to a frustrated bird hunter. Who’s name is Ryan if the hat is to be believed. I’ve been there Ryan, more times than I care to admit, after burning through all three shots at a single pheasant flying straight away from me. How could I have missed? When just yesterday I was able to shoot quail. QUAIL! They’re like a quarter of the size and move faster. How could I have missed something so much bigger and slower?!? Dad-Gum-It! … well anyways, root beer. And butterscotch root beer. I do like me some butterscotch. Will this be the Seal of Approval brew to console my crushed ego after future bird hunting failures?
Two weeks ago I was down in the Bay area, not for the business trip that I posted about on Facebook, but for another amazing Tesla Road Trip! It’s that time of year and probably my last trip down there for awhile, so I had to see what I could find. My friend had upgraded his P90D to a new Model X P100D! So much more ludicrous speed. And he even let me drive it! And he laughed as I raged at getting kicked out of autopilot time and again for “not holding the wheel.” I WAS HOLDING THE WHEEL!!!! Upgrade your sensors or something… So anyways, we had stopped in Mountain View and were trying to supercharge and I scanned the area and found the Faultline Brewing Company was only about 10 minutes away and still along the way to Monterey. So we left the rather congested super charger and took the Gilroy route down, stopping at the brewery along the way. It’s a really classy brewery I must say, as the pictures below will attest. The root beer order seemed more than a pint but it didn’t say on the menu and I didn’t ask. I was too busy drinking. 
