Damn, the can fails to be cracked open. Instead, it releases a bit of carbondioxide from the can and the foam erupts from that tiny hole and spreads on the table. Was I prepared for it? Sh*t no!!  😠🧽 [*Cleaning...*] Ok, back to business. The beer shows a semiclear gold complexion. Carbonation is — surprisingly because of the above —, not particularly powerful, rather like introverted. A pure white head grows one finger tall and dissolves soon to a thin lace ring. Pale malt in the air. Quite laidback though. The other auxiliary parameters include biscuit, dried apricot and orange peel. The tongue receives bitter pale malt, grass, dry hops, lemon pith and peel, and a suggestion of carambola. Somewhat uncommon for a lager. Unfortunately, a metallic tang destroys what starts nice. Thin body. The finish is bitter citrusy, grassy and metallic. The aftertaste's come to save the day; what I've learned in my life; one thing greater than my strife is the end; so hold fast. The mouthfeel is thin, tangy, marginally metallic, dry but not exactly drying. Or just faintly. Almost decent for a non-alc lager but I would rather do without the disturbing metallic twist that is so common in a lot of non-alc beers.