robert ames
robert ames
on the way home grabbed a couple beck's bombers (the 24oz. bottle) and poured the first into an imperial pint (19.2oz) took a good slug, and poured the rest into the glass. the level didn't come up that much; the glass should have refilled. and it didn't taste at bit like beck's. i put it down to competing flavours in my mouth left over from dinner.
i looked at the bottle. 22oz(!!). wtf? and it didn't taste like beck's?!? hmmm. paranoia started creeping in to me thoughts.
sure enough--on the front label, instead of brewed in bremen, brewed in st. louis. fuck. another of life's simple pleasures killed by the bean counters.
i looked at the bottle. 22oz(!!). wtf? and it didn't taste like beck's?!? hmmm. paranoia started creeping in to me thoughts.
sure enough--on the front label, instead of brewed in bremen, brewed in st. louis. fuck. another of life's simple pleasures killed by the bean counters.