Labatt Blue, probably. Honestly, I’ve still never had Bud, Miller or Coors (proper; I’ve had Blue Moon) with the exception of the Bud Light my brother in law handed me at a picnic that I was too polite to scoff at.
PBR in a can, down at the river at High Shoals, hanging out on the edge of a bunch of college kids. One of ‘em asked if I wanted a beer and I said ’sure’. I got about 3/4 of it down before I gave up.
Old Style. My Pop would come home from work in the summertime and announce that he was “powerful thirsty”. My brother and I would race to the downstairs fridge to get him an icy cold Old Style. We would each get a couple of sips. I still drink one occasionally, usually watching the Cubs at Wrigley Field.
Childhood tastings aside…
I went to Germany on a foreign exchange at the age of 16. On that trip, I made up for the previous 16.5 years of abstinence.
During that trip and subsequent trips to Germany I also gained a respect for the greatness of lagers, which are about as popular as buttered-popcorn jelly beans around here.
First beer was in Prague, Czech Republic on a mission trip. I had been 21 about 5 months and decided it was time. I had not only a beer (I think a similar to a Pilsner Urquell), but it was at least a 32 oz glass/stein/thing. Hated it, but drank every drop. To have a Czech beer as my first, in the Czech Republic, as someone who is from mostly Czech background, it meant a lot.
3 friends and I had some old dude go into the store for us and he came out with a sixer of Bud. 16 years old and i may have got half of one down. but i came around on it pretty quick after that
Probably Natural Light. Does Zima count?
Miller Lite. I was 2 years old. There are pictures.
Probably the LowenBrau I stole from my grandparents’ fridge when I was about 12…
Mine was Newcastle. Still one of my favorite go-to beers I can find easily almost anywhere.
A Budweiser a long time ago. My dad let us kids have sips.
for me, it was Lone Star… we had recently moved to Texas and my dad was drinking the local stuff… I think I was 8, maybe 9.
Red Dog. I took a sip in Saint Martin when I was 8. I promptly spit it out (under water in the jacuzzi).
Budweiser. Stole a sip from my dad’s when I was a wee lad.
I think J.W. Dundee’s Honey Brown.
Probably Strohs. A sip was the reward for fetching a cold one from the fridge for the old man.
Labatt Blue, probably. Honestly, I’ve still never had Bud, Miller or Coors (proper; I’ve had Blue Moon) with the exception of the Bud Light my brother in law handed me at a picnic that I was too polite to scoff at.
Icehouse.
PBR in a can, down at the river at High Shoals, hanging out on the edge of a bunch of college kids. One of ‘em asked if I wanted a beer and I said ’sure’. I got about 3/4 of it down before I gave up.
Took a sip of Coors Light when I was about 5 or 6 :P. First full beer was a Heineken.
Kirin Ichiban – It’s #1 for a reason.
Schlitz, from Dad’s can when I was really young.
Fosters…no reason why…And now that I think about it, I haven’t had one since…
Some nasty German Pils that put funk on my teeth.
Coors @ age 4 with my Pops & Uncle by a pool – first time I had anything carbonated ever, threw up like no other.
First local brew was a Schells @ age 14
Milluh. Genuine Draft.
Old Style. My Pop would come home from work in the summertime and announce that he was “powerful thirsty”. My brother and I would race to the downstairs fridge to get him an icy cold Old Style. We would each get a couple of sips. I still drink one occasionally, usually watching the Cubs at Wrigley Field.
Miller High Life!
I in the same boat as Jeff. A Miller Lite as a toddler.
Red Dog. My first impression was, “How do people like this stuff?”
I’m pretty certain it was Bud Light. Probably why I now think it is one of the worst creations ever made.
Miller Genuine Draft @ 16
Miller Genuine Draft as well @ 18. Courtesy of Gladys Patino (pastor’s mother-in-law) at 9:00 in the morning in Miami, FL.
Kirin Nama Bi~ru! at the Nojiri town city officials luncheon.
Childhood tastings aside…
I went to Germany on a foreign exchange at the age of 16. On that trip, I made up for the previous 16.5 years of abstinence.
During that trip and subsequent trips to Germany I also gained a respect for the greatness of lagers, which are about as popular as buttered-popcorn jelly beans around here.
Kirin in Nojiri – That’s a great place for a first beer Levi.
milwalkee’s best, light. courtesy of frat row.
Corona.
MGD
Mine was a PBR from a returnable bottle, my grandfather gave me some, I was probably 10 or 12. At least that’s the first one I remember.
First beer was in Prague, Czech Republic on a mission trip. I had been 21 about 5 months and decided it was time. I had not only a beer (I think a similar to a Pilsner Urquell), but it was at least a 32 oz glass/stein/thing. Hated it, but drank every drop. To have a Czech beer as my first, in the Czech Republic, as someone who is from mostly Czech background, it meant a lot.
3 friends and I had some old dude go into the store for us and he came out with a sixer of Bud. 16 years old and i may have got half of one down. but i came around on it pretty quick after that