That is being kind. The taste is dreadful. Probably due to using rice (which does not belong in beer) and whatever odd yeast strain they have.
When I first moved to Texas, everyone told me I had to drink a Coors. (This was when it had limited distribution. It was considered to be something special.) Anyway, I ended up pouring a lot of it out.
"What is so special about this stuff? It tastes like watered-down Bud, and I don't like Bud."
Last time anyone here offered me a beer..................
But that never stopped me from stuffing the Cuda full of that stuff, every time I came back to B'ham. There was money to be made by selling that stuff! Especially when I could buy it for $6/case, and industrial lager cost around 3x that, in Bama. More than paid for my trip.
I've lived in Belgium for the last 23 years
Indeed it is...... Indeed it is....... and the people here just keep producing more and more wonderful varieties! It's a tough life!Goodness, that's where the greatest beers on earth originate!
The frat boys used to exchange a case of yellow can Coors, (from Memphis according to them)for my poly sci and earth science notes, never bought a drop in school.I worked a summer in Louisiana back in '77. I used to haul Coors by the case each weekend when I trekked back to Alabama. You couldn't buy it there, then, so naturally, it was in very high demand. Had that unique "press tab" opening.
ry out Sweet Baby Jesus (a peanut butter and chocolate porter). You might just find yourself saying those words followed by "that is delicious!"
If we are friends of the crown, why do we find ourselves in the Pit of Misery?