As I’m sure you already know, Dear Reader: I love Strongbow.

After trying so many other ciders, after writing so many cider reviews (wink!), you may wonder why I’m so loyal to Strongbow. It’s not particularly exotic or nuanced, so why does it inspire such devotion? Whelp, Dear Reader, it’s because Strongbow was my first. Read on, Macduff…

If you look closely, you can see the Finn nose prints and fur all over the glass. His contribution to this post, I guess?

To My Adoring Readership/Mom:

Apologies for the delay. I’ve actually had a few reviews written and waiting in the wings for a while now. I just didn’t post them in a timely fashion because, if I had, I would’ve missed out on the fabulous alliterative opportunity presented in the previous sentence. Also: I’m just a terrible, lazy person.

But I’m willing to overlook my own faults if you are (and, let’s be honest, I’m willing to overlook them even if you’re not).

I tried this one for the first time last weekend and decided to get back into the game with something fresh. Read on, Macduff…