You say disgusting, I say HOLY HELL WHERE DID YOU GET THAT AND WHERE CAN I BUY SOME?
I first learned about this glorious concoction while giving a morning read-through my favorite blogs… and while I was immediately envious of said beer, the author was not. Different strokes, different folks, I suppose.
Also – I know it’s lame, but I just like saying the word “chelada” because, well, it makes me feel more like a real Latina and not the faux Latina that I am.
I just wish I could figure out why I’m inexplicably drawn to lowbrow beer (Natty Boh!), any/all salt product, and everything seafood. The more acidic, the more spicy, the more disgusting, the better. I just made myself nauseous, so with that – I’m gonna go ahead and enjoy my last beach day before heading back home to sweltering (I’m told) Baltimore.