Your worst beer experience

Hahah, that's great. Yeah, that's a traditionally "refreshing" summer drink in Germany. Depending on the region they might also use a raspberry or lemon-lime soda as well.

 

Every experience I've had drinking Fantome.

There's always something off... we had 2 the last time our tasting group met and the first one tasted of burnt rubber and the next: petroleum. Every time with that brewery.

 

ZIMA...Enough said.

 

NEw Years 2007. 2-30 pack of Hamms. Bathroom floor. Oh how things change

 

Haha..did this with a four pack of Founders RIS....I was pissed it cost what it did and then proceeded to drink them all and then stumble around the house...only the next day did I look at the lable at 13.5 ABV....hahahaha

 

Weideman's (sp) and jack daniel's. A long, long, LONG time ago and I still remember how sick I was.

 

November 2011, drank 5 or 6 Smithwicks at an Irish pub (which has since closed) in Cleveland Park, then Metro'd down to a burger place in Dupont Circle where I had a bacon cheeseburger plus a Founders Dirty Bastard. This was about 6:30 pm.

Next thing I know it's 12:30 am and I'm on the Metro passing through Braddock Road station (on a completely different line from my home) and my eyeglasses are gone! Didn't get home till 2 am, never did find out what happened to my glasses and had to get new ones.

 

Alright, my worst beer experience just happened over the last weekend. So, I found a beer distributor that sells beer by the case, so I picked up a case of Dogfish Head Raison D'Etre. My roommate didn't get anything there, and decided to wait to get any beer until we stopped at the local Kroger near our apartment. We split up to get groceries, but before we did, I told him I'd trade him one of my beers for one of his, if it was something that I'd never had. I did this halfway because I like trying new things, halfway because I was hoping it'd inspire him to try something outside of his normal BMC purchases, which I've had.

Well, let me just say, that was a terrible decision on my part. After we checked out I asked him what he got, it was a four pack of these Bud Light Chelada cans, it was a combination of Bud Light, tomato juice and clam broth. And it was sold this way. In stores. So I decide to just get it over with, and drink this beer first before my Dogfish Head. It was without a doubt the worst beer that I've ever tasted. The first sip wasn't that bad, mostly because I like the taste of tomatoes, but after that it went really really really downhill. I got through about half of the can, and I couldn't do it any more. For the first time in my life, I drainpoured a beer.

Although this story does have a happy ending. I chugged some water, grabbed one of my DFH's, and all was once again right with the world.

 

Was in Boston with two buddies and we picked of 4 packs of Sam Adams Double Bock, Imperial Stout, and Imperial White one night. They were gone within a couple hours and all 3 of us were puking. I didn't get rid of the queasiness entirely until the following evening. Runner-up is going to a nice dinner in NYC and ordering what I though was going to be a nice Italian lager. It was Forst, and it ended being one of only a handful of times I have left beer in a glass.

 

worst craft beer experience ever!
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was with something called JOOSE...

 

Last month, a buddy from out of state came down to stay at his seasonal campground down the street from me. He recently got really into craft beer and wanted to try a variety of styles. In typical me fashion, I went extremely overboard and took way too much, which proved to be my demise. After a few hours of trying various beers, I was feeling pretty toasty and wishing I had brought about 3-4 less bombers...

The campground he stays at has a large lake that we always fish at. We decided to hop in the golf cart and head down to hang out and fish. We get about half way down this rocky dirt road when he says " oh shit, I forgot something" He proceeds to whip a hard 180 on the golf cart, throwing me from the cart. I hit the ground face first, destroying my sunglasses (happy I was wearing them though) I did a full on scorpion and slid 2-3 feet on nothing but my face. This was the result:



Final Damages were a $150 pair of costa del mars, 2 weeks with road rash on my face, and my pride.

Still hurts thinking about it

 

Had a bottle of alpine Nelson and poured the first half of the bomber and drank it and it was fantastic. Came in the house, poured the rest into a glass and it was white and cloudy, so I tasted it out of curiosity and it tasted like sour milk. I don't know what the hell happened but it was awful

 

After a incredible hike to a mountain house in the Apuan Alps had a chestnut based beer that would have been a drain pour had there been a drain. Even overlooking Carrara it was horrid. I felt bad for whoever dragged it up there.

 

Smelling without tasting... such is the burden of pizza delivery guys and gynecologists everywhere.

My worst experience was 5 cans of Natural Ice on a particularly hot day in Cape Cod.

 

Having a pint glass explode in my hand in the pub. Blood everywhere. Not nice. Still have a scar from that one.

 

1st place: Sticking a overcarbinated bottle of hefewisen into a ice bath and having it explode in my hand.
2ed place: taking a HEAVY swig from a bottle of mostly warm Imperial stout and having it blow up in my face (foam shot out of the bottle in a huge blast)

 

1st place: (Pre-expanded palate at 24 years old) fresh Falstaff at a friend's H.S. graduation. Her father worked there, so it came straight from the brewery. Fortunately, I had picked up a case of Michelob (24 cans, $7) because the Falstaff, regular & light, were utter swill, pure drain pour. Straight vinegar would be preferable.
2nd place: 2 years ago, a free Michelob Ultra 7 oz. Had to water the bushes directly after sip one.

 

My first Guinness. Out of a bottle that had probably sat on a shelf for years before me and my friend decided to "try something besides Bud" back in the 80's. Tasted like dishwater.

It took years to work up the courage to try it again, but moving to the city gave me access to the fresh stuff.

 

I was at a Metal show, outdoors in Atlanta in July and the only beer I could find was Coors Light. It killed me to pay inflated prices for a horrible beer like that but it was way to freaking hot out. I drank 3, 24oz can's. Right before the end of the show I found a kiosk selling Sweetwater 420 on tap.