Dandelion Tea might help you out. Available at health food stores, or if you don’t spray your lawn, in your own backyard.
Our front yard sometimes has a few dandelions in it. Not often, though. The soil is VERY poor, and even dandelions struggle to grow in the front yard.
The back yard is even worse.
I have got to find some of this. On Friday at work we have “Beer-Thirty”, a little social hour in our end of the building. It used to be at 5 and be called “Beer-o-clock”, but we moved it to 5:30. If anyone sees this in the greater southern california region, let me know. It’ll be worth it for the gag.
OK, so I’ll ask. Where in America is this beer currently available?
No where. We are fresh out. 
great OP. Schmidt was always my favorite of the low cost beers and my own personal benchmark. Lucky Lager was much more widespread and is another benchmark.
Shirl, how did Beer 30 compare with one of these benchmarks? If you haven’t had one of the above, just compare it to Stroh’s (Bet you’ll find it amusing that when Stroh’s launched in Northern California, it was “fire brewed” and priced at quite a premium for about 6 months before fading into the void.
…What the hell is “fire brewed” in fake beer terminology? (Decide for yourself which word “fake” modifies.) I boil my beer’s wort on my gas stove, I could call it “fire brewed” too with a straight face.
Maybe ‘fire-brewed’ is the same as ‘natural artisian water’ (from the garden hose.)
Has anyone else tried this beer? I still can’t find it in Michigan. I’ve looked.
Don’t most breweries use steam heat for boiling the wort?
Maybe a direct flame creates hot spots on the bottom of the kettle that caramelizes some of the sugars. Just a WAG.
I have never seen Beer 30. The cheapest beers I’ve seen in Maine are Pabst Blue Ribbon and Natural Light. I’m sure there might be cheaper but I don’t really check on these things.
When I was young, and Strohs was sold in Utah (thier 3.2 version, per state law) it was priced the same as Bud, Coors, Miller and not designated as an off brand…
The second tier (read-cheap stuff) brands were Raineer, Schmidts, Hamms, Olympia, Olde Style—None of which are still sold here in Salt Lake, or anywhere in the entire state. I would happily!!! pay the same price for about any of the beers I have just listed (except maybe Schmidts) as what I have to pay for BudCoorsMiller, etc. I always thought that Raineer, Olde Style and Strohs tasted just dandy for what they are, and wish they were still sold around these parts.
My current brand of choice (for canned American 3.2 lager) is Pabst Blue Ribbon, which was always a bit cheaper than the big 3, but recently has been raised to nearly the same price as any of the others—It always bites when the young hipsters adopt the things we grizzled old timers have been clued into for years!!!
(I am actually 39, but feel like a cranky old cuss when my cheapskate brand of choice for many years is suddenly the new “it” brew, and becomes more expensive as a result)
Hm, it looks like we need someone to go fish up a can of Evil Eye and give us a report.
I have an awful confession.
When I was a teen, the beer that I drank was Old Milwaukee and Red, White and Blue. Oh, the odes to cheap beer I could write. Somewhere, before turning 21, I switched over to mixed drinks. Rum and Cokes sustained me in my twenties with shots of Jaeger. Jaeger was the bonding moment between my husband and me. Jaeger was readily available here 20 years ago and most bars had never heard of the stuff, they had a bottle courtesy of a recent visit from the German Relatives and I was offered shot. When doing a shot of Unknown BOOZE infront of those who KNOW the BOOZE, they are expecting you to HATE THE BOOZE and give it too you to watch you retch at it rips your throat out. I had NO IDEA about this unwritten policy, downed the shot without flinching and said, " Tastes like nyquil." There is a german liquor of a highly volitale taste that if you ever have a chance to do a shot with your friends, you need too, but eat something first and be prepared. for Ratzeputz’s kickback of fire when air hits it.
( pronounced Raat-z-pootz. It is a Northern German thing.) You won’t thank me when you do, but it is an experience you don’t want to pass up either.
My thirties saw a switch to wine. Any beer I tasted, courtesy of myhusband he’s the one not in the dress. A nice 1st Generation American raised on what has to be God’s Blood itself, German Beer. Cue the German Soccer Chanting
During our 20 year association, any beer that I pick is deemed NOT WORTHY, even if it is for myself only. I am discouraged to buy HIS BEER on the offchance that I pick out something offending, like Beer 30 Lite and we lose all our friends the instant the beer is proffered. Now that I understand the intracities of BEER, I understand this adage is a Universal Truth. “Don’t invite the Smith’s over if my father is here, they brought Bud Lite. Did you see my father’s face?” It chips away at the foundations of every friendship and business deals. So, I’ve shied away from the beer aisle. And to be honest, I don’t know crap about rum or wine or hard liquor. I’m not a connysewer in any as I am a maybe once every few months have a drink kinda gal. Does this mean I am no longer allowed to live in Michigan?
I have tried to drink the beers my husband drinks and have found them all too meady or something. I realize that I have to work my way up from the bottom and develope taste. He has a more german palate, having been weaned on the German Beer availabe here and going back to Germany for Formal Beer Drinking with his cousins.
A few days before my 40th, giving armchair therapy at a bar to a friend divorced from the foulest bitch around, we had a terse argument on his stupidity of something ( I won. I always win. I use logic. He is fuelled by his raging hatred and gigantic balls.) and he needed a beer in order to deal with the stunning realization that his ex-wife is insane and he could not punch me out of pure frustration because if he survived the beating I would give him ( we are the same size, but I have 30 pounds and PMS on him, my husband would crush him like a bug, if my husband could actually crush a bug, which is a job he gets me to do.)
The Europeans have the French and their diplomacy to smooth things over, North Americans have beer. He bought me a beer. Coors Lite. My husband, possibly for the first time since we met, did not give me a look of you’re drinking crapbeer, yanno. even though he would never say those words, let alone think them, I’ve read his subconscious on the matter. It’s my own superpower. And it is perfectly cromulent for his buddy to drink swill for some reason, but not his wife. Male logic is an oxymoron.
My babysteps into BEER WORLD and testing out different beers every time I have a few bucks available are filled with indecision every time I am in that aisle. Canadian? Pilsner? Lager? Lite? Ale? Stout? German? Irish? English? On Sale? OOOOH! Nice label!
Wish me luck.
S
Today I had a conversation about cheap beer with a few joes. (joes as in slang for lower enlisted soldiers). We came to the conclusion that there are many cheap beers to be had, but the one that repulsed these guys the most was Milwaukee’s Best. Granted, they’re young guys, and have yet to discover truly horrifying beers.
Like Black Label, or Red White and Blue or the many many many others that have assualted my taste buds and brain cells over the years.
Having said that, I challenge you yo find a beer as deadly as this one. It wasn’t bad tasting but man it had a kick like a nuclear blast. I got it at a bazaar 10 years ago in Stuttgart, Germany. I kept one of the bottles to remind me of it…I’m looking at it now. The man selling it told me it was brewed by monks who only sell it every 10 years or so. The label has a picture of Adam and Eve on it. The name? Well, the label sayds “De Verboden Vrucht” Which if I csan recall enough german means “The Forbidden Fruit”. I could be wrong.
This stuff was strong. Strong enough that one floored me. I’m not even exxagerating. I drank one and my wife found me comatose on the floor when she came home. I was actually scarec of the remaining five. I took me about 4 months to drink them.
Verboden Vrucht gets a B+ overall. Huh.
Guess I am a wimp. But adfmittedly, for all of my years in Europe, I never could really handle german beer!
Anybody remember Old Bohemian? Ultra-cheapo back in the early 1970s, 6-pack for a buck or so in NYC, including a cream ale and a bock, both of which were pretty tasty if you didn’t mind the moribund carbonation.
Schaeffer in a can, same time frame, used to have a crapload of additives, including mono- and diglycerides, in its attempt to masquerade as a brew; was the only beer that ever made me ill not as a result of overindulgence.
Nice! I wish the liquor stores around here had that kind of selection!
Do they have Boreale Rousse? I tried this one a few years ago, and loved it.
It’s very similar to the Pumphouse Brewery’s Fire Chief’s Red, (last one on the linked page) which is just now recently carried at one of the liquor stores in town here, thanks to yours truly.
S^G
Why? What’s it like? Higher alcohol content?
I had some beer in China that was about 11% alcohol. Amazingly, it didn’t taste like Malt liqour. I think it was one of Qingdao(Tsingtao)'s brews.