Compelling questions about a favorite subject from back in the 2022 archive.
Do you remember, Larry, how easy it used to be to buy beer? Just run into the store, get yourself a twelve-pack of Bud, and Bob’s your uncle! In and out in five minutes.
Now you got this entire damned aisle, four shelves high, long as an airport runway, with every kind of beer you could think of. Takes half an hour to find what you want, don’t it? Always afraid you’re gonna miss out on something. How about the one with the taste of oranges in it? Or the one with the naked woman on the label?
L’il Sumpin’ Sumpin’… Fat Tire … Hazy Little Thing … Kilt Lifter … Electric Unicorn … Pernicious Weed, wait … Coors? Seriously?
I don’t get it, Larry. How’d it happen to us? When did a bunch of dumb-ass garage-drinking buddies turn into serious connoisseurs of hops?
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We're rather spoiled for choice, aren't we? 🍻
And, it isn't only true about beer, but toothpaste, bread, and most everything. What happened to plain old WonderBread or tomato soup? So many ways for me to make the wrong choice