The Beginning

As you might guess, we here at Tap That spend a lot of time around beer. We can’t help it if some of that beer somehow finds its way into our mouths. It’s only natural – we drink beer like the moon affects the tides. I know that analogy doesn’t work and I don’t care. I blame beer.

Moving along.

My name is Keith and I write most of the content you see in the show and on the site. Each week I’d like to perform a completely unscientific, totally biased, and in no way expert review of some of the beer that finds its way to Tap That.

It will work like this: I’ll pick up a beer. Usually one that I have heard is good, but in the event of an emergency I’ll just use my wine-picking skills and go by the picture on the label. Or you know, you can contact me and recommend something. I’ll then drink the beer (I know, shocking twist there) and tell you what I think. Hopefully I’ll be joined by some of the Tap That crew, and I’ll probably tell you they were there anyway to avoid you all thinking that I’m drinking alone in my sad little basement. I’m not going to rate beer because I think ratings are arbitrary and weird (like my love life) and anyone with basic reading skills should be able to get a good idea of what we thought of the beer. I know that excludes like 80 percent of our audience. Sorry.

Caveat Lector: We like beer, we never said we were good at evaluating it. I have a tongue that might as well be made out of cardboard for the use my palate is, Brian’s first response after tasting any beer is that he’d rather be “rocking a Colt 45″, and, well, Scott is posing next to a case of Miller goddamn Lite in his profile picture.