About 8 years ago, I drove my mom 13 hours to visit my sister for Christmas. We arrived and I was exhausted from driving, so they took us out to dinner on X-Mas Eve. We went to some microbrew place in Daytona and not realizing it, I told the waiter, after trying to decifer the beer menu, to just get me a Coors Light. The jerk immediately went into French snotiness and sniffed that they didn't serve that stuff there! Nonetheless, his snippiness cost him his tip while I sampled some of the microbrewery's pisswater.
I'm not a snob when it comes to beer, though I do admit to a passion for Amstel. Gimme a can of Busch over some of that microbrewed stuff anyday.
kwel