Not much of a beer drinker (or any drinker) these days. My two stalwarts for drinking remain Miller Lite and Shiner Bock.
That said, we popped into a German supermarket we know of a couple of weekends ago and I picked up a sixer of one of my faves. Hofbrau München Original.
The finest beer I’ve ever had was a Summer Weiss from Hofbrau Haus in Munich. It was a fucking miserable day, that day.
Started with me nearly getting into a fist fight with a racist old German dude on an extremely long and oft delayed train ride between Dresden and Munich. The ride was supposed to be 8-hours, it was 15.
My hostel room was shared with five American sorority girls, which should have started a letter saying, “Dear Penthouse...” but instead they were all drunk and one of them puked on my shoes. That was shortly after my arrival at 2am.
I went to bed and got up at 8am. And got a train and went to Dachau, because I couldn’t fathom going to Munich and not seeing it. It was humbling, emotionally draining, and exhausting. I came back into Munich and went to the BMW Museum for a tour. It was humbling, emotionally draining, and exhausting.
So there I was - dinner time - beaten down, tired, hungry. I went into Hofbrau Haus and sat down. I ordered a pork steak, au graten potatoes, and a summer weiss. That beer...was fucking AMAZING. And it marked a turning point in my trip. I got back to my hostel and the hostel staff had screwed up and nearly thrown away my things. Fortunately, they caught their mistake, and gave me a bunch of free drink tickets for their bar. So do I went to drink more German beer. This time with my German roommates, in Munich on a bachelor party, and my new Australian buddies. I drank them under the table, earned some respect, and had a very fun time.
That’s why Hofbrau brau will always be special to me...and while original isn’t as good as summer white - it’s still pretty damn good.