The more I travel, the more I’m convinced that Bud is the worst beer in the entire world. Tiny island nations in the Caribbean produce far better beer than Bud does with all the resources of a multi-billion dollar international corporation.
Steel Reserve and Colt 45 are pretty bad, too. But I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for Olde E. I lived in the same parking lot as a package store my last year at college, and a couple friends and I would watch the 2-part episodes of TNG on Friday nights on Spike and drink Olde E. “What kind of decision was that Picard? You suck Wesley!”
No, but I wish I had some now. I recall seeing an ad back in the 1980s placed by someone offering a couple of hunded dollars for an unopened six-pack. I wonder what it would be worth these days.
Even I hesitate to call this beer, but Michelob Ultra. I mean, there are a lot of strong beers that just aren’t to my taste. And nothing tastes good if it’s spoiled. But this stuff, as far as I know, is supposed to taste like that. And it’s just not right.
In the UK, Skol or Lowenbrau, or Carling or various other nasty lagers that most chain pubs have.
In Ireland, Harp.
In Thailand, Chang. Fucking disgusting stuff that gives you terrible terrible hangovers.
In Hong Kong, San Miguel (“Sun Lig”) and Carlsberg (“Gah sih bat”). Nasty nasty shit made in the same brewery with a chemically accelerated brewing process, allegedly in three days, that gives you a hangover while you’re drinking it.
In China I drank some muck with a German name that I can’t remember the name of. Hans? It was foul.
In the US I was really unimpressed with Pabst (but me complaining about it did get me a free pint off a hottie, so not all bad).
I don’t know if they make it anymore but back in the day Blatz was the beer of choice for us poor military guys stuck on base for the weekend. Six dollars for a case, what a deal! It actually wasn’t too horrible after the first three or four beers but the next morning the barracks smelled seriously of ass from the noxious fumes being let loose throughout the squad bay.
Yay! Soemone else who knows the horrors of Chang. Now think about that place I mentioned where it’s all-you-can-drink Chang for 4 hours for 100 baht. Even an Irish alcoholic I used to know said THAT oughta be illegal.
Wow, really, that’s the worst beer in Ireland? I mean, I haven’t had one in probably a decade, but it was a helluva lot better than many nasty lagers I’ve had here. I remember it being significantly better than Guinness (which has its fans but tastes to me like someone rinsed out an aluminum ashtray and bottled the result).
I never thought I’d say this, but I’m sticking with Zima.
OB = B.O.
All kidding aside, I think Labaat Max Ice may be the worst beer I’ve tasted.
Anyone reading this thread should read “Cheap Beer”, our earlier thread on bad beer.
I don’t mind Chang, actually. It’s not my first beer of choice but if I was at a BBQ and someone pulled one out of the chilly bin for me, I’m not going to say not to it either.
I’ll second that. A friend of mine bought an Eku 28 because he was impressed by the high alcohol content. He couldn’t drink it and offered it to me to try. I tried it but the rest of it was poured out.
No, I think it’s the “out-of-town” factor. My experience is that any local trash beer becomes a gourmet specialty microbrew if it travels more than 500 miles from its brewery.
Not so. I came in here to say Natty light is my worst beer (and to hear some of the stories in this thread, for the first time I consider myself lucky that that is the worst I’ve had), and to be honest I think the Beast is actually better. It’s still absolutely godawful to be sure, but once you force down that first beer it’s drinkable. Mostly because it goes up to your tastebuds and beats them mercilessly with a rusty crowbar and then goes through their pockets for loose change, but still. Maybe where you are it’s fresher or something, but I could never choke down a Natural Light to save my life. Ugh.
I recall when Budweiser was first introduced in Thailand in the mid-1990s. Since it was an American import, Thais paid a premium for it. The marketers had a field day advertising it. People here would be sure to order it if they were someplace crowded, so everyone could see they had class, because they were drinking this fine imported beer. These were generally the same people who would stand their packs of Marlboros up on end, so people would be sure to notice they were smoking these American imports. (This was back when you could still smoke in restaurants and bars.)
The locals call it Harpic. Guinness is an acquired taste, but there’s no doubt as to its quality within specific criteria: i.e. stouts. Whereas Harp is to me bland, tasteless fizzy piss. That said, someone must be drinking it, as there’s a tap in nearly every pub in Ireland - though maybe it’s a contractual obligation, or just there for tourists.
Siam Sam, 100 baht, 4 hours, unlimited Chang. Isn’t that against the Geneva Convention?
Or if it crosses an international border. No-one in Australia drinks Fosters (It’s actually really hard to get here), but people in the UK labour under the delusion it’s the quintessential Australian beer.
Similarly, I am reliably informed by my Dutch friends that no self-respecting Dutchman actually admits to drinking Heineken, and that they all like to laugh at the silly Foreigners who think Heineken is some kind of premium lager.
