Nose: raw grains and raw corn. Wet straw for a touch of dankness; not too overwhelming though. Wet lemon peel; like it’s been sitting in a glass of now melted ice water all day long.
Palate: wet. Bread crust and grains stumble into a dry finish of stale bread crusts. Dried corn kernels in the back of each swallow.
Final Thoughts: meh. Same old, same old. If you’re going to go Modelo, get the Negra.