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Originally Posted by HonestChieffan
I recognize the taste. I've spent far to may hours in barnyards to look forward to a refreshing drink that reminds me of cleaning stalls and scooping poop. I can enjoy the nuances of grass. But rotted hay is beyond a nuance. Cow poop is different from chicken poop but in the final measure its poop.
We enjoyed a number, I would hate to know the number, of different beers in France, Belgium, Germany, Luxembourg, and Austria a few weeks back. In most cases we were in small pubs that had a limited number of brands and varieties but every one had a local or two that we tried. My drinking partner is a huge fan of wheats and we found a number that he really did not enjoy and he found that his normal distain for pilsners was misguided when he had really fresh local pils.
The fun was in the differences and in the variety that we generally lack here in the US.
And the conversations with the locals was fantastic. One German gent, after some heated and spirited conversation on politics and the economy bought a round and said all differences are put aside over a glass of beer!
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Nice - I did something similar last year, except we hit the Netherlands instead of Austria. Hard to beat traveling around Europe, drinking beer...