Old Style

The beer-belliest of beers makes the most sense when you find yourself in the Wrigley Field bleachers watching the Cubs lose another important game, while your ever-increasing beer consumption, coupled with your latest "sick day," helps you lose another important job.

Old Style is for when you don't have much money, but need to get your buzz on. Though I maintain some affection for it mostly out of nostalgia, I must admit it's watery, bland, and blue-collar as they come.

It's not like I'd ever refuse to drink it—it is beer, after all—but in the panoply of world beers, Old Style has about as much of relevance to offer as any given bleacher-bum does to a discussion of politics. That is, it's to be tolerated solely as a necessary evil when in pursuit of public drunkenness.

Review by La Fée