I second Steel Reserve, that shit is fucking ghastly. The aftertaste takes like 48 hours to finally go away. Jesus I only tried that shit once and it's still burned into my memory as vividly as the painful recovery from my shoulder surgery.
I'm surprised no one has mentioned The Beast yet.
I'm talking about the trendy, hipster, beer-nerds and foodies who troll the Internet for Yelp reviews, sleep four to a one bedroom apartment in East Williamsburg, and act like they've traveled the world at 22 years old because they managed to move from Ohio to New York.
In an amusing coincidence, as I read this I had a chat window open with my friend who thinks he's all sophisticated and shit... because he moved from Ohio to New York. He lives in a tiny apartment with two other guys in Bedford-Stuyvesant. Wow. Should I inform him of what a "real New Yorker" thinks of his kind?
