First Beer You Ever Tried

Falstaff. Snuck a sip of Dad's beer while the parents, aunts, uncles, and grandparents were huddled around the kitchen table playin' poker. I was five. Tasted like grass. Oddly enough, I liked it. (This, I feel, explains so much now....)

 

I remember my dad chasing me around the yard with the belt after I drank his entire freshly opened Bush while he was putting up an aluminum shed. I couldn't have been any older then 2/12 - 3 yrs old. Next beer I remember was a J.R. Ewing (from the T.V. show Dallas) that we took from our parents bar and drank in the woods behind our house.
Thank God I found craft beer!