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Doesn’t have to be a quality beer, per se, but a beer that you had, whenever, that you still remember for whatever reason. It could have been a PBR in the middle of a wheat field in Kansas, want to hear your story. Mine was a Löwenbräu in, of all places, an Italian restaurant in Rome while in the Air Force. It was July, hot, and we’d been touring Rome and wanted some food and cool beverage. I didn’t know too much about beer but ordered the German Löwenbräu. It came in a liter stein, was cold, refreshing, and went down like water! I had two liters and it was some of the best beer I’ve ever had, hands down. That’s why I still remember it some 45 years later! | ||
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I'll just stick to beer that I think is great. There may be some beer I was drinking in a more memorable or significant setting, but that is more about the event than the beer. I love Ayinger's Celebrator. It is a dopplebock, which is one of my favorite styles. I like several Belgian style ales, but no one of them stands out like Celebrator does for me. The fish is mute, expressionless. The fish doesn't think because the fish knows everything. | |||
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Best? I don't know, but a favorite of mine is a Lebanese beer called Almaza Pilsener. Jesse Sic Semper Tyrannis | |||
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Two occasions, same beer. When I was young and dumb, I went to Concert 10 at Pocono International Raceway. I went WOEFULLY unprepared. It was hot and I was thirsty, some kind soul offered me a pony bottle of Rolling Rock (7 oz.). It tasted like the nectar of the gods. Fast forward 10 years, less young, marginally less dumb. A friend and I hiked the Laurel Highland Trail. It was the last day of our hike and we were to meet our ride at a tavern at noon. That day it poured buckets, we hiked faster than anticipated and showed up at the tavern about 10. Wet, probably smelled funky after a week on the trail with no showers and looking rough around the edges. The tavern opened early to catch the shift change from local mines and quarries. We repaired to a corner so as not to offend the miners. It was Rolling Rock again. Again tasting quite good. This was back when Rolling Rock was brewed in the Laurel Highlands of PA and was pretty good beer. Today I lean towards IPA and craft beers. I am older and more experienced. Only a little less dumb. Let me help you out. Which way did you come in? | |||
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The best beer I ever had was the one I got after baling hay in the hot Iowa sun when the humidity was close to 100%. Didn't make any difference what brand it was. The “POLICE" Their job Is To Save Your Ass, Not Kiss It The muzzle end of a .45 pretty much says "go away" in any language - Clint Smith | |||
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Fighting the good fight |
Weihenstephaner Hefeweizen. Hands down my favorite beer ever. Considering they have been brewing beer since 1040, making them the oldest brewery in the world, one would hope they knew how to make a quality beer. | |||
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Maybe not the best, but I sure did enjoy it: Dom Kolsch, in Germany. I got to spend a week and a half in Koln while with a previous employer. I thoroughly enjoyed the trip, the visit, the work, the food, the architecture and history -- and the Kolsch. One of my pals there would ship me some occasionally. Sadly, we've lost touch and nobody around here seems to be able to import it. God bless America. | |||
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[QUOTE]Originally posted by SPWAMike0317: Two occasions, same beer. It was Rolling Rock again. Again tasting quite good. This was back when Rolling Rock was brewed in the Laurel Highlands of PA and was pretty good beer. Dem lil’ pony bottles! I grew up in PA but hadn’t had one till I got one in Key West in the early 80’s. Great beer. But never the same after they sold to Miller! | |||
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15 years ago, drove down 8hrs to the beach for vacation with family. We drove straight to Cantina Lorado and my FIL and I split a bucket of Coronas. It hit the spot!! Posted from my iPhone. | |||
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Itchy was taken |
Don't know as I have a "best", but the most surprising was Budweiser served in Budapest, Hungary. It was nothing like domestic Bud, and quite good. _________________ This space left intentionally blank. | |||
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A Warsteiner on tap at a hofbrau with a slightly grumpy old Kraut machinist. The best. | |||
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Years ago I spent a few days in Cornwall and St Ives in England. Some of the local stuff on tap was phenomenal | |||
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Haven’t had it in a long time. Not sur3 it’s even made anymore but Molson Ice was pretty damn good. Steve "The Marines I have seen around the world have, the cleanest bodies, the filthiest minds, the highest morale, and the lowest morals of any group of animals I have ever seen. Thank God for the United States Marine Corps." Eleanor Roosevelt, 1945 | |||
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My apologies, I probably should have used the adjective “memorable” rather than best. More interested in the memories that made that particular beer “the best” Regards. | |||
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always with a hat or sunscreen |
Yes, a thing of memories! Würzburger Hofbräu Dark on tap at Danzer's restaurant (long gone) on the north side of Syracuse back in the late '60s. It was great along with their absolutely huge delicious Ruben sandwiches (invariably would need to take half home as you simply couldn't eat the whole thing). Certifiable member of the gun toting, septuagenarian, bucket list workin', crazed retiree, bald is beautiful club! USN (RET), COTEP #192 | |||
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Ugly Bag of Mostly Water |
I'm not really a beer drinker. However, I do enjoy Pilsner Urquell. Endowment Life Member, NRA • Member of FPC, GOA, 2AF & Arizona Citizens Defense League | |||
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Don't burn the day away |
King JJJuliusss Tree House Brewing Company Classic New ENGLAND HAZY DOUBLE IPA. Absolute fruit bomb. | |||
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Was that you or the dog? |
First night of one particular stay in Key West about eight years ago. We were seated at the roof top bar at the now-closed Turtle Krawls for Sunset. The bartender asked what I wanted and I asked about the draft list. He asked what I liked and I told him IPA's. He suggested a Cigar City Blood Orange IPA and that if I didn't like it, he would pay for it. I had not tried one of the Blood Orange varieties up to that point. Between the temperature, the view, the atmosphere and having dealt with connecting flights in separate terminals in ATL, that beer still resonates with me. ___________________________ "Opinions vary" -Dalton | |||
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As a young man, TDY in the UK for an airshow. I drank my first bitters. It changed my view on beer from that day forward. I got back to the states and started drinking bourbon. Hedley Lamarr: Wait, wait, wait. I'm unarmed. Bart: Alright, we'll settle this like men, with our fists. Hedley Lamarr: Sorry, I just remembered . . . I am armed. | |||
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Totally irresponsible and I wouldn’t survive it if I did it again. My favorite beer experience was riding ATVs at night, in the rain, through the logging trails of the properties surrounding our hunting land. Generally almost a dozen quads and we often met other groups of locals doing the same. Lots of socializing stops with brief rides in between. Always pretty buzzed by the end of the night and eventually I suffered for it. The good old days. I hate to admit that the beer was usually Bud Light. I stopped drinking that swill ages ago and now have crossed it off my list. “That’s what.” - She | |||
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