Confession Time: There was a point in my life when I avoided beer like the plague. I’d had a taste in Grade 11, but it was disgusting and I had no interest in ever trying it again (I blame that on my mother who, in a moment of pure genius, told me to take a long drink and swish it around to get the full impact of taste – yuck). When I was in university I drank fruity wines (then graduated to actual wines), and mixed drinks that involved tasty liquors/mixes instead of hard liquor/bland mixes.
And then I went to Belgium (otherwise known to me as the land of beer and chocolate).
It was in Belgium that I tasted Kriek (cherry beer) & peach beer. And it was in Belgium that I drank my first full beer. Okay, so maybe it was a raspberry beer, but it still tasted mostly like beer. It was bought by one of our hosts, so I made a point to drink the whole thing.
And then I didn’t drink another beer for 7 years.
I drink beer now, but it’s only been for the past 2 years or so. I started again when I realized that I’d be taking a trip to Germany (another land of beer and chocolate) and Ireland (the land of beer and potatoes). Sadly, I was not very productive so I missed a few Germany beers. I’d gladly miss the Beer+Fanta concoction again, but the Beer+Lemonade was especially good with schnitzel.
The point is that when I travel I like to eat the local foods and drink the local drinks. There are few things I won’t eat*, so it only makes sense to expand my drinking tastes as well. I want to go to an English pub and order a pint, I want to drink a full Guinness, and I want to go back to Germany for more schnitzel! …and that Beer+Lemonade drink.
Maybe those aren’t the most extravagant of wishes, but I like to keep my expectations low. Besides, schnitzel. ‘Nuff said.
*I hate dill with a deathly passion, aniseed is a close second, and I refuse to eat veal on moral grounds. Pretty much everything else is fair game unless it’s on an endangered list.