For some reason the folks at Frankenmuth Brewery decided that they’d spell beer the German way for their root beer. Interestingly they didn’t use any other German words. I guess they’re just a little bit German. There’s a wiener dog on the label and supposedly the brewery was also originally known for its purebred Dachshunds. But the brewmeister grew tired of the walking sausages and needed to get rid of them. He convinced a local boy to take them in exchange for the fresh root beer. I’m wondering just what the exact terms of the contract was. Hopefully the boy was getting more than a case, like maybe a 6 pack a week or a free frosty mug every time he showed up or something for as long as the dogs were alive. Then the name Frankie is either from the boy, the dogs, or hot dogs (franks), at least according to the bottle. They were probably very disappointed that III Dachsunds Root Beer was already taken, and they had to come up with another name. This is another brew that boasts “Michigan Beet Sugar” Those Michiganders must really love their beets.
The Body is fruity, really fruity, with a decent amount of vanilla. It’s also kind of sour and not very strong. It’s a very smooth brew without a lot of Bite to it. The Head has a good height but lacks the staying power to really be great. It’s alright. The Aftertaste is more fruity vanilla.
I never was a fan of sour fruity root beers. That boy must have been or the whole trade deal wouldn’t have made much sense. To each their own I suppose. See how it rates against other root beers.

This comes from some restaurant in Massachusetts called The Edge. I didn’t go there though, 
Shortly after my mission I took a road trip to southern Alberta to visit one of my favorite mission companions for a week. I left home at 3 am on a summer morning and after 10 minutes of driving I noticed the aurora borealis in the sky above me. Wow, in the summer in Washington State? I pulled over and looked at them for awhile. I swear they make noise. Then off again. Near Spokane I saw thunder storms in the distance with the clouds lit up by the lightning. The sky was certainly putting on a show for me. I was sure that it was a good omen. Along the way I also made a point to keep my eyes open for new root beers to try. While I was gassing up in Kalispell Montana I found this root beer in the mini mart. I knew that good things were coming, and finding a new root beer is always a good thing. I bought three bottles and continued on my journey. I had loads of fun and when I got back home a week later I got down to business of reviewing this brew. 