it is a well-known fact that mexicans dont drink mexican beer. at least the working class hispanics that have transplanted here in the last decade or so. it is also a given that our neighbors to the south do not drink coors, miller nor pabst blue ribbon. they drink bud light out here. and nada mas. it's the stupid gringo pendejos that drink that skunky pisswater that has become "the" beer of choice for the vacationing beachy set and yuppie parrot-heads the world over.
corona...absolutely the shittiest beer this gringo pendejo has ever swilled...and limes dont help. it seems that the skunky aroma is partly due to the clear bottles this foul brew arrives in. im sure the beer is almost palatable before it sits on the shelf. it's basically a chemical reaction that takes place in the bottle when bright light strikes the hops, creating what's technically known as "light struck" beer. The reaction is stronger with paler and hoppier beers. the resulting chemical is identical to that in a skunk's defense system, and light-struck beer puts off one of the most powerful aromas around. this is why you are seeing countless corona spinoffs on the shelves...all in clear bottles. why do these stupid gringos like this shit? because jimmy buffet endorses it? dont ask me...i prefer a nice cave-conditioned belgian ale when i can afford it. but corona...pee-you....i'll bet the hispanic working class are laughing their asses off.
back in the mid-seventies all us college yahoos would make springtime excursions down to sleepy san felipe on baja's gulf of california. it was a quaint and unspoiled little beach community with one hotel, 3 bars, and the only fish taco establishment in north america proper. it's nothing like that today. we would go to the local beer distributor on the back street and buy warm cases of 24 returnable 12 oz. corona bottles for a measly 5 bucks. thats about 21¢ a bottle i think. there was a 5¢ deposit which you could get reimbursed for when you finally take your braindead, sunburned ass back north across the border.
believe me when i tell you that there is nothing more disgusting than waking up on the beach with mucus on your brain, last night in your teeth and guzzling an ice cold bottle of corona. the skunk taste would stay with me all freakin day. maybe thats why i cant stomach the crap to this day. i finally found the distributor had cases of the less popular tecate tucked way in the back. in brown bottles. fuck corona. fuck jimmy buffet and his corporate trends appeal. rich bastard probably chugs belgian chimay or louis roederer cristal brut anyway.

but i must digress here. the subject of this little picture story is not twenty cent skunky beer or the good old days of the 25¢ fish taco- its about the latin flavored swill that the major u.s. breweries are now pushing. and just like our presidential candidates, corporate america is bending over backwards to buddy up to the ever-expanding hispanic population and their trends.
and so i decided to buy some of these exotic new brews and head on over to desert denizen's spread for an afternoon of beer-tasting, chicano style. and with the help of our compadre "mythical joe" and bill's loyal basset hound "abbey" we set about to get to the bottom of this latest trend...and no backwash allowed!!!
with "bud light chelada" (a thick latino answer to our beloved red beer, this one has added salt, lime flavor and clamato), miller "chill" (lime and salt added, clear fucking bottle), bud light with lime, and a particularly vile brew i purchased in a hispanic part of indio california (is there any other part?) called simply "rock". this brew is downright disgusting (hence the danny thomas spit-take). when i took a sip it reminded me of swallowing a ten foot breaker at the wedge in newport beach. you know that feeling like theres ginger ale in your brain and a block of salt stuck in your throat? if this saline pisswater catches on with our hispanic population, the hospitals will be jammed to the rafters with heart attack victims. i think the pictures ive posted will provide you with the outcome of our latest "assignment". luckily i had a lovely belgian chimay white stashed away, back at el rancho zogtone to cleanse the pallet. jimmy buffet kiss my ass...