Last Saturday I was at my freshmen party. As you all know the purpose of that party is to get to know new people, have a f-ing good time and drink as much as you can. So it's not a good place for beer exploration, because the next morning you have no idea what kind of beers (and other drinks) you have drank, your head is feeling like it is going to explode and the only taste in your mouth is dog shit. This was just a small and sad story on how hard it is to be a beer researcher, whose aim is to find the best beers around the world. Next time you see me or us at the bar, please buy us a beer (or two). And we'll tell you if it's good or not! :D
-Yours,
mindegaudino
