Cinco De May, gone and passed. Thoughts? Its great, I guess. For a Monday. Without football.
I really struggled with nominating a beer for May that was 'mexican'. I've been trying to understand why that is. I love their food, labor, and generally appreciate paper mache decor.
Why then do I not have a soft spot for their beer?
Its great on a hot day, obviously. I love drinking on hot days; nothing there.
Its not expensive. Cheap is great so; nothing there either.
No frills labels. Awesome as well.
The one thing that bonds man to the beers he openly defends is a good hard session of binge with a beer in its purest form; a party keg.
Like our friends the Navajo will tell you, you don't experience the magic without throwing it up.
Nobody buys 3 cases of Corona and sits down with co-pilot for a suicide mission. You pick one out of the ice at a high school graduation party so you don't look as drunkenly.
Or in my case, you buy a 12 pack on your way to an impromptu Cinco party. Only to almost check out before realizing you didn't get a lime or two.
Buzz kill.

This is why I don't get this stuff. A required accessory? Come on Polly Pocket. You shouldn't need the pink comb, black corvette,
and racially quota-ed pack of friends.
If I must, I'll choose
Corona Light. You can't taste the diesel version anyway.