I can drink a Shiner Bock if someone else pays for it. McEwans’s Scotch Ale, however, is a true delight.
(And for those who really insist on being able to see objects on the other side of the glass, there is an excellent brew (although it is sometimes difficult to find), Kulmbacher.)
I used to be a beer snob, then I realized I was getting all huffy over the squeezings from a decomposing grain slurry.
It’s beer. Some is good, some is bad. Being a snob about it is kind of like being a snob about what brand of horse manure you spread over your garden; when you get down to it, it’s all just sh*t.