I had a Budweiser yesterday, for the first time in a loooong time, and I have to admit that it tasted pretty good.
For some that’s not a shock, as they happily drink Budweisers all the time. But I’m a guy who’s a bit fussy about his beer, and it takes a special set of circumstances for me to truly appreciate the taste of an American Industrial Lager.*
Looking at the picture above, you don’t have to be Monk to figure out where I was when I had my macro-treat. A sunny day in November, the New Meadowlands Stadium, Giants football far below. It times like these that make a Budweiser taste alright.
Of course, a Sierra Nevada Pale Ale or a Dale’s would’ve been even better, but my palate has been brainwashed though years of conditioning to accept a Bud or Miller as a fine companion in places like this. State fairs, rodeos, ballgames, and Idaho weddings. Sometimes a loveless lager is a-ok.
So what do you think? Are there times when drinking below your standards is better than just okay, it’s kind of cool? Have years of conditioning trained you happily sip a macro-brew under certain conditions? As always, let us know below.
*I told you I’d steal that phrase Evan! 🙂