[:D]Now, I have to ask something. You obviously know quite a bit about beer and have drunk some damn good ones over the years, but Hop N Gator? Why did you not just like, but love Hop n Gator? Is this the same Hop N Gator that was a mixture of beer and gatorade[xx(]? One partially consumed six pack of that stuff has stuck in my memory for 30+ years as one of the nastiest alcoholic concoctions I ever drank.
I didn’t say that I thought it was good! Actually, I liked it mainly because it was different! A quote attributed to me at the time was "I’d rather drink a beer that tastes like ANYTHING than a beer that tastes like NOTHING."
This quote resurfaced when a well-meaning-but-practical-joking friend brought me an entire case of Old Shay Golden Cream Ale (from Jones Brewing in Smithton, PA.) in cans. The stuff tasted like carrots and was almost orange. I threw a party and we got rid of the entire case, plus a bunch of other stuff I had lying around waiting for anyone gullible enough to rid me of it… like a case or two of Country Club "900" Malt Liquor (which tasted like black pepper) and some Big Man Malt Liquor (which tasted practically as bad as warm New Orleans city water).
By now, my tastes have emerged into being slightly epicurean: I would start in on oddball Belgian specialty beers, but I haven’t got room, ambition, steam, nor interest enough to spew forth on this topic at the moment. Another night, yes… but not now: I’ve blathered enough.
UnFrothingsloshingly, Ort. Carlton in 30601-land.
P. S. The large woman on the Olde Frothingslosh cans is Miss Frothingslosh, Fatima Yechburg. Her real name is Marcia Majors and she thinks that her role was screamingly funny.