I first drank a glass of Founders Backwoods Bastard at Horrocks in Lansing. My son and I had gone there as part of a tradition he and I started at Thanksgiving time when he and his family visited from out of state. Since then I've gone there with my son-in-law several times.
Drinking Backward Bastard changed my beer tastes forever. With it, I became familiar with barrel-aged beer where beer is left to meld with tastes of scotch and other tastes.
Fast Forwarding to this past weekend when I turned 72 and when my whole family came to celebrate our daughter and son-in-law, as part of a birthday gift, bought a four pack which is about the same cost as filling your gas tank on a SUV.
While sitting on our couch after a trip to the Jazz Festival in Downtown Detroit, we pulled out two bottles from my birthday gift. It was a grand taste and a fitting way to start year number 73.
I'd recommend Backwoods Bastard to beer lovers.