Sometime during my 20's, I had had enough of Budweiser. I used to order it in bars and restaurants, mostly because it was a quick answer when the server asked, and I must admit, I didn't know any better. Nowadays, thankfully, there is almost always some other choice to think about. So in the past several years that I have been working on this Beer Book, I have hardly mentioned, let alone tasted, Bud.
Nevertheless, Budweiser is an irreplaceable part of Americana. So while at lunch at the Budweiser Brew House in St. Louis, there seemed to be nothing better to drink than a nice cold mug of the King of Beers.
From the Brew House, we took a bus ride to the Budweiser Brewery and had a nice visit with Drew, the Clydesdale.
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