To
be fair, you have to have a very perfect palate to understand Lager. The taste
is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical brewing most of
the flavor will go over a typical drinker’s palate.
There’s
are also the Lager brewer’s nihilistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his
characterization- of their personal philosophy draws heavily from Horst D.
Dornbusch literature, for instance.
The
lager fans understand this stuff; they have the tasting capacity to truly
appreciate the depths of these beers, to realize that they’re not just beer-
they say something deep about LIFE.
As a consequence people who dislike Lagers
truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn’t appreciate, for instance, the flavor
in a Perfect Pilsner Urquel while sitting in a cafe in Prague which itself is a
cryptic reference to Turgenev’s Russian epic Fathers and Sons.
I’m
smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching
their heads in confusion as Vaclav Berka’s genius wit unfolds itself in their
beer glasses. What fools…how I pity them.
And
yes, by the way, I DO have a Budvar (no not Budweiser you pelbs) tattoo. And
no, you cannot see it. It’s for the ladies’ eyes only- and even then they have
to demonstrate that they’re within 5 points of my cicerone test (preferably
lower) beforehand. Nothin personnel kid
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