I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve been remiss in my beer-blogging duties the past couple weeks, but my co-worker Rhonda is trying her best to remedy that. The other day, I walked into my office to find a “royal sampler” of beer waiting for me. Or, as some others would call it, a bag of beer that her husband bought, didn’t like and was actually considering throwing out before she decided to donate them to a worthy cause three doors down.
Of course, hand-me-down beer is usually a mixed bag, but this time I was in luck. In addition to a few types of Troegs that I’ll be trying in a few days, there were a couple bottles of a Belgian blonde ale I had never heard of from Leffe.
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I haven’t written much about Belgium-based InBev’s efforts to buy Anheuser-Busch over the past couple of weeks because it involved staggering numbers that made my head spin ($52,000,000,000?), was being talked about in every major newspaper and, quite frankly, I didn’t think it’d actually happen. I mean, what drinks are more American than Budweiser? You’ve got Coke, Pepsi and… and… yeah, that’s about it. Budweiser, as much as I hate to admit it, is the American beer and I never imagined it’d be anything other than that.
Well, you can imagine my surprise when I heard the news this morning that InBev had finally convinced the Anheuser-Busch board to turn over the keys to a foreign company. The Clydesdales, the Budweiser Frogs, the Real Men of Genius, those annoying Wazzzzuuupp guys and even the Clydesdale Donkey are now officially foreigners as another piece of America is sold to the highest bidder.
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