While stationed in Bremerhaven, Germany I used to make the mail run to Bremen twice a week. I don't drink coffee, but the smell is great. I would pass the Edusco (sp?) coffee mill every morning I went. Smelled great. What does this have to do wtih beer you ask?Across the highway from the coffee place was the Beck's brewery. What a beautiful sight. Thousands of cases of freshly bottled beer stacked everywhere, waiting to be consumed. The pretty plastic crates, beckoning you with their tantalizing contents...but I digress.I have never been a connisseur of beer. It was usually a question of cash flow. I can tell you when a beer is bad, but all the rest are good. Actually, consumable would be more the word. To me, that's as discerning as my palate has to be. Yes I prefer some over others, but it can be summed up as follows: "Beer, there is no red or white...so you can't go wrong"Now that I'm stationed in Italy, I suffer. I'm not much of a wine drinker unless it's sweet and apparently this is something frowned upon by most. At least I can get Czech Budweiser fairly easily.Binkley
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