Fiji Bitter aka Drinking Beer on Vacation
...why else would I drink beer? I rarely drink beer. I don't much like beer. Do I? I prefer Champagne. Wine. Spirits. But there is something about being on vacation that makes me want to drink beer. Not all of the time, but some of the time. When the temperature is 30c, snorkelling on beautiful reefs where startling fish dart in and out of pretty corals is thirsty work. You need something refreshing, something tall and cold to quench that thirst whilst you are, perhaps, patiently waiting for the world's best Cocktail to be carefully assembled.
This is Fiji Bitter. You would probably never want to drink it anywhere else in the world. But in Fiji itself, Fiji Bitter sure hits the right spot. Being in Fiji makes everything good. You are peace with the world and and all of its mediocre beers.
Memories can be stronger than the alcohol content: Strangely, I have a few crystal clear vacation beer memories, which is odd, as I have already explained I don't like beer. The best beer I think I ever experienced was an icy cold wheat beer, topped with a thick slice of citron a long, long time ago in Paris. That was a glass of beer I can honestly say I relished. And it's true what they say about Ireland too - the Guinness really does taste better there. I order it by the glass - as a pint is always too much for me. Back in the US we rented an appartment for a year in San Francisco which had a Guinness fridge and tap in the kitchen. I can tell you - it is quite something to have a small glass of Guinness before heading off to work. Guinness is good for you, I convinced myself as an excuse for my outrageous breakfast.