So, I've been around here long enough for y'all to know that my tastes lean toward the pedestrian. For example, I'm a big fan of Aqua Velva Classic, Williams Soap, Prince Albert pipe tobacco, and other similarly affordable yet utilitarian and reliable products. I'll take a pre-1938 Kaywoodie over any pipe Dunhill ever made and I wouldn't trade every BMW on the planet for my 8 year old Ford pick up truck. Yes. it seems that despite having traveled to a good portion of the world, and dutifully suffering the refinement of a college education, my tastes have never evolved much from the blue collar roots of a Port Tampa neighborhood. I said all that, to say this: Straight up old school Budweiser (not the limey or skinny versions or that Euro-wheat abomination) I mean the straight up King of Beers, is a beautiful thing! That is all.
That could have been written about me. All I have to say is AMEN BROTHER> and.... BULLY!!!!!!!! Fuzzy
Well, I'd have to go with a Miller High Life (not Miller Lite) for a mass produced domestic brew. But boy, do I miss Schlitz.
I'm pretty sure I can find Schlitz at the local beer store. The one I miss is Pabst Blue Ribbon. Can't get it here in cenla. I share your enjoyment of Miller High Life. The champagne of beers, if I remember correctly.
I also have been on a quest in search of Pabst Blue Ribbon. No joy! Do they even make it anymore? I also find it difficult to find real no kidding "leaded" Coors.
I love Schlitz! I've been on a quest for Pearl lately (getting hard to find). It's a Texas-made brew that's cheap and ordinary. I also like Lone Star, which is easy to find.
If they didn't, there would be a lot of hipsters with nothing to drink. They'd have to find another inexpensive beer with little to no marketing to cling to. :happy102
They sure do! http://www.pabstblueribbon.com/ The site has a list of distributers by state. Good hunting.:happy088 I miss Schlitz cans. My grandad was a Ballantine beer man; but pops was a Schlitz cans fan. He even "fixed" the exhaust on my old '74 Vega with 2 clamps and an aluminum sleeve made with a Schlitz can! :happy102
I loved living in the Madison area of Wisconsin. Lots of good local breweries. Local is almost always better. Yep. It's still produced but no distributors in my area. They're all two hours north or south and I'm not driving two hours to get PBR.
Stegmaier is really hit or miss. Their main brews are kind of yeasty (same with Lionshead, but at $13 a case for bottles, I can forgive), but they also have some pretty good brews. They also put out Pocono Ale/Lager, and that's really good stuff.
I've only seen Schlitz in cans. Once I finish the Busch beer I've got, I'm going to have to go to Kroger and get a 12 back just because, unless I go to the Kroger that also carries Olympia, then I'll have to make a tough call.
Humbly I recommend the lady might acquaint herself with new friends from wine growing regions: Washington state, Sonoma, Napa, Santa Barbara. In places where wine is made by one's neighbors, people feel an urge to buy and drink the local product. Which inevitably means, they learn a little. Folks in these regions gradually learn what sorts of wines they like and what wines they don't like, and WHY. They discover the boundaries of their own taste -- and puzzle out how to describe their own likes and dislikes, in their own words.* Often (VERY often), what began as a friendly "civic duty" to support the local agricultural product, turns into a joyful hobby. Where wine is made, a majority of the locals are wine lovers. Not because they make wine; rather, because they expose themselves to wine, repeatedly. With the inevitable consequences: learning, greater appreciation, and deeper enjoyment. Obviously, local folks from winemaking regions have no monopoly on appreciation or love of good wine. Rather, what they have is an attitude: wine isn't a complicated subject, it's merely big. And I need not master all of it if I don't wish; all I need do is find out what I like, which is an immensely pleasurable job of work. *not the self-important vacuous piffle of the glossy magazines: "It's a naive little domestic Burgundy without any breeding, but I think you'll be amused by its presumption" as James Thurber's excellent parody begins.
