The Neon Cactus is gone.
Long live the Neon Cactus.
If we were in football season today would mark the return of our usual Friday Drankin’ column where we would profile a brewery in the local market of our opponent. Since we have no football, however, we’re going to try and keep it local for as long as we decide to mine this sweet, sweet content vein.
Let’s kick it off with the Neon Cactus, the bat we all know and love. I asked our fellow H&R writers what their go to drink was and their best Cactus story.