This months Session is being hosted by Mario Rubio at Brewed For Thought and the topic is I almost always drink beer, but when I don’t….
I don’t think I’m limitited in what I drink, but I suppose other people probably do, especially my wife. During the day at work, I drink water. When I’m at home, I’ll drink pints of Rocks OJ, or if I’ve run out, just plain water. I don’t do hot drinks, no coffee, no tea and certainly no hot chocolate. I also don’t drink Coke, Pepsi, Fanta, Sprite, or equivalents, I’ve even given up drinking Irn Bru. Although I’ll admit to a nasty Red Bull (or cheaper equivalent product) habit, I’ve got to get caffeine somehow…
As far as alcoholic drinks go, it’s a similar story, I always drink beer. No wine, it makes me puke; much to my wife’s annoyance, as she’d love to share a bottle of wine with me when we’re out for a meal. No cider, I don’t like the taste, it’s either too sweet or two dry and I drank far too much Merrydown when I was fifteen. No whisky, I’ve tried for over twenty years to like it, but I’m just not a fan. I’ve pretty much tried all the other spirits, but I don’t really get on with them, it’s just not the same as dinking a pint of beer.
When faced wth a no beer, or a shite beer situation, I used to drink Guinness with a shot of Tia Maria in it; anything to improve the flavour. These days though, I tend to drink vodka and cranberry juice, although I found out at my recent work Christmas party, fresh grapefruit juice is quite nice, if there’s no cranberry. I pretty much wont consider anything else; after all, life’s too short to drink stuff you don’t like.
That makes it sound like I wont try anything new though, which isn’t the case. How can you know you don’t like something, unless you try it? I’ve tried a pints of Long Island Ice Tea at a beach front bar of a hotel in Banjul. I’ve had Singapore Slings in the Long Bar at Raffles. Russian vodka straight from the bottle while on the slopes of Mout Elbrus in the Caucusus. Génépi in the Italian Alps and Glenfarclas 105 chasers in a pub in Kingussie. I’ve tried…
I’ve tried other drinks, both long and short, but for my money, nothing beats a beer. There’s one for every occasion, for every location, for every meal, for when it’s hot, cold and every temperature inbetween. I don’t think I’m limited in what I drink, I think that I’m lucky, lucky that I enjoy the best drink that there is. To bastardise a popular song, nothing compares, nothing compares to beer.