Red Horse Beer - Philippines -
I walked into my local brick and mortar booze shop looking for something to make a hard days work fade away. I walked out with 6 of these bastards.
I admittedly know jack shit about the Philippines. I know its on the other side of the world, and I know, or at least think, people there are generally quite dirty. I could be wrong.
Im probably wrong.
I walked out of that store with my head held high, but my expectations low. Should they have been low? With a population of over 97 million people, you would think at least a few of them would know how to make a decent brew right? Its the 12th most populated country in the world, there's got to be a few people there who know what they are doing. I bet they work for Red Horse, I thought to myself when I got home. Hell yeah.
Fucken Red Horse dude.
I sat down and popped the top off the first beer. It kinda smelled like what I imagine the crypts under Paris smell like. The beer came a long way to get to me. I dismissed the stink and took the plunge. God damnit.
It tasted like if you where to fill a cup up half way with wine, and the other half with beer. It was beer wine. It was gross. I dont throw or dump beer out. Thats bullshit. I kept drinking it. I drank that beer and pretended that I was a underpaid Filipino textile worker that hasn't slept in days.
That's just what I feel most of the people there do. Like I said before, I'm wrong.
After the 3rd beer, It didn't taste so bad. I attribute that to the beer actually destroying my taste buds.
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