​Sometimes I see an unusual beer and immediately fixate on it. But as I hold the cold, weird can in my hand, an overwhelming sense of angst sets in—because deep down, I know what lies ahead. ​It’s literally called The Pickle. So, take a wild guess what this one tastes like... ​Appearance: Straw color with excellent clarity. Aroma: Surprisingly sweet on the nose, almost like lime. It’s actually quite nice. Taste: Pickle. It is straight pickle. There is a massive wave of dill coming through, backed by a sharp sourness. They encapsulated the flavor perfectly—it tastes exactly as advertised. ​It’s weirdly addictive, yet I could only ever drink one. It's a solid 3.5 out of 5, but also no thank you. This is a definitive "one-and-done." If you ever see someone with a fridge full of these, they are a certified psychopath.