It doesn’t matter if they taste identical. Jack isn’t bourbon, just like that stuff from California, however tasty it may be, isn’t champagne. It’s a definitional thing.
But only because a bunch of hicks from Kentucky bought a senator…
This is funny. I read it at work when I was trying to pretend I was actually doing work, but processing class applications generally doesn’t make me laugh the way this did.
If someone figured out how to make diet non-alcoholic Pilsner Urquell, I can’t imagine drinking much else.
Well, not after the hotfoot you gave them kicks in. 
Two things:
- The intoxicating effect. Seriously, the efforts that have gone into making this drug palatable have taken thousands of years. It’s highly unlikely that people got started drinking fermented fruit juice because it tasted better than fresh fruit.
- The knowledge that it’ll get better.
Alcohol AFAIK has no taste, but it does have a strong effect in the tissues in the mouth. And it’s not an effect that I found pleasant at first, not remotely. And beer’s hops are intensely bitter, and I originally found the flavor quite off-putting.
But I knew people who adored beer and waxed rhapsodic about the taste. As a child, when people waxed rhapsodic about a food that I disliked, I learned that if I persevered in trying it, I might eventually get past whatever I disliked about it and suddenly recognize what they saw in it.
So I tried it with beer. It was Widmer’s Hefeweizen that finally won me over: one day I was able to get past the bitterness of the hops, and suddenly I could taste this delicious citrusy yeasty bubbly concoction unlike anything I’d enjoyed before.
After awhile I learned to appreciate differences in hops, and that bitterness that originally drove me away became a draw for me. Now I find the bitterness of a well-hopped beer to be a thing of delight.
So yeah, I drank beer when I didn’t like the sensation in the mouth. When I stopped being overwhelmed by the hops and the alcohol sensation, I was able to pay attention to all the other flavors, and they were delightful.
I certainly don’t look down on people that don’t like beer; de gustibus and all. But I have no problems with repeatedly trying a food or drink with an unpleasantly overwhelming flavor, in hopes that once I stopped being overwhelmed, I’ll be able to notice the good qualities others talk about.
It’s ok, I know that at two lines and 61 words long it’s a lot for you to take in but thanks for your snappy comeback anyway, it’s always good to be noticed. Hope you didn’t exert yourself too much, take a nap if you need to.
Sounds completely reasonable to me.
I can’t honestly say I ever had to “learn” to like it, and we were allowed a little nip even as toddlers (very carefuly doled out by our parents). Beer, wine, liqeurs, and later on good whiskey, I simply liked it. Of course we were taught how to sip, taste and enjoy … not slug it down. Maybe that’s why it was never a big deal or a problem … BECAUSE it wasn’t made out to be some big deal. It wasn’t forbidden, it wasn’t required - it was just another food item more or less.
I think its a matter of degrees. Beer I liked pretty well right away. Gin, on the other hand, took me awhile before I could appreciate its delights.
Degree, quality, and moderation. That’s what it’s all about.
Personally, I’d prefer to try a different food that I actually like. There are so many of them that I’d never run out of them before I had to start eating stuff I didn’t like.
No one likes sucking dick at first; it’s an acquired taste, you have to practice.
Here, I have one you’re sure to like. Just try to get past the initial distaste. Let me hold your head; it helps.
Wait, come back! Appreciating dicks is an art form! There are millions of them and every one’s different! Mine tastes like chocolate . . . come back . . .
Loser.
Well if half the dicks taste good and the other half taste bad, then I guess I’d have to satisfy myself with the 1.5 BILLION that taste good. (Assuming I suck dick, which I don’t. Eating pussy on the other hand, I’m into.)
As to all the things I can drink, well, I prefer the taste of pure filtered water to any other drink, so that is what I choose for the most part. Spicy Clamato is pretty good, too.
And I started with Gin as it took quite nicely and yet still to this day hate beers with a passion to where I’d rather drink water at a party than beer.
If someone asks me if I want a beer, I politely decline. Don’t explain it unless they ask (don’t like the taste of it), and then if they offer something different that’s NOT a beer, I’ll tell them I’ll consider it but I’m good for right now, thanks again.
If they continue to persist that I need a drink, I’ll say only if you drink with me- and ask for two Cup of Gin for my new good buddy and me (What? Shots are for pussies, good sir! Everyone knows that! Now drink up, me hearties!).
If they decline to take up my offer, I say fair enough, then I’ll stick with what I’ve currently got. Oh, and I might throw in random zen quotes in there but only because I find them privately funny. My personal fav: “The master samurai’s sword lies rusty within its scabbard, good sir.”
This is why your your boyfriends all cheated on you.
Same idea. Who knew that one day, the kid who thought “our” food was the only food (me) would come to appreciate Tex Mex, Creole, curry, sashimi, kimchee, all sorts of things. You don’t know if you don’t try it. It’s ALL good. But it has to be your choice. Being pushed doesn’t work.
G’awwww, I love you guys!
Of course not. I don’t like the taste of coffee even though I’ve tried it on a number of occasions. My wife is a coffee nut and collects the best. I’ve tried most of it. At this point I see no reason to try to see if I like it anymore.
Most things I’ll try at least once. I see no reason to keep trying the few things I don’t like over and over again to see if I’ll like them on some random day in the future.
You don’t have to. You gave it a chance, end of story.
I’m a coffee freak. Send it to me 