Stroh's was a local beer for us. I know my dad's side of the family was into Blatz--I even have a picture of my grandmother swigging one straight from the bottle. 
I think they were the ones with the "big mouthed bottle" and...weren't their bottles shaped like barrels for a while? I know he cycled from Blatz to Carling's Black Label (briefly), then to Pabst Blue Ribbon until he kind of backed off on beer many years later. We might have had Stroh's occasionally.
We did like other families in the 70s and smuggled back two cases of Coors back when they still made it from spring water. I remember how paranoid he was at getting pulled over--he hid it beneath the floor in the station wagon on the way back home!
My uncle used to keep Cinci Cream Ale around. We bought it once to have some around for a holiday party, and I remember sneaking one or two up to my bedroom a month or so later.
And as a teen, for some reason a lot of us gravitated towards Mickey's Malt Liquor. Some bought Red White & Blue because it was cheap. When my parents left town for a few weeks in Europe, my buddy and I got a couple of 12-ers of Miller "Half Life" (as we called it). Obviously, liquor laws were not quite so strict back in the early 80s.
Despite all that I never developed a taste for beer. If I have a Honey Brown maybe once a year, that is about it for me.
I think they were the ones with the "big mouthed bottle" and...weren't their bottles shaped like barrels for a while? I know he cycled from Blatz to Carling's Black Label (briefly), then to Pabst Blue Ribbon until he kind of backed off on beer many years later. We might have had Stroh's occasionally.We did like other families in the 70s and smuggled back two cases of Coors back when they still made it from spring water.
I remember how paranoid he was at getting pulled over--he hid it beneath the floor in the station wagon on the way back home! My uncle used to keep Cinci Cream Ale around. We bought it once to have some around for a holiday party, and I remember sneaking one or two up to my bedroom a month or so later.
And as a teen, for some reason a lot of us gravitated towards Mickey's Malt Liquor. Some bought Red White & Blue because it was cheap. When my parents left town for a few weeks in Europe, my buddy and I got a couple of 12-ers of Miller "Half Life" (as we called it). Obviously, liquor laws were not quite so strict back in the early 80s.
Despite all that I never developed a taste for beer. If I have a Honey Brown maybe once a year, that is about it for me.
