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Paradoxically, the innocent, unassuming raspberry inspires brewers to acts of furious sadism. I've been drinking for a long time, loyal reader, and I can assure you there are few “Imperial Strawberry” or “Triple Cranberry” beers out there. Why raspberries turn brewers into maniacal bootleggers, I have no idea. I've accumulated a plethora of absurdly strong beers that take the gentle flavor of a raspberry, concentrate it to the nth degree, and add cortex-crippling quantities of alcohol, and they're not going to drink themselves. Here's to the attack of the killer raspberry beers!