I have a confession to make. My lips have never tasted beer. Heck, for the longest time, I didn’t even know that beer was carbonated!
After the wedding, we’ve got all these drinks â€” Martinelli’s Sparkling Cider, Pepsi liters, and Riesling wine â€” left lying around the house. Somehow, a couple six-packs of Miller Genuine Draft found their way into our kitchen. Until today, the closest I got to drinking beer was having it spilled on me during various house and frat parties I attended in college.
Gross, this stuff smells nasty; I can’t imagine what it tastes like! One day, I’ll drink my first beer. It’ll probably be when I visit either Ireland or Germany. Yeah, a stout Irish or German beer for my first time! Until then, Randy and I will the let my camera enjoy the high life of MGD.