Every time I decide to quit drinking alcohol, it pops up at odd times and in strange ways to remind me of the position it holds in my life. On this dry day (in India the government doesn’t let us legally purchase or drink alcohol on certain days of the year) I have here with me a beer from France, and what a fine lager it is. Not that I had given up on lagers; this country and many other beer-brewing nations have downright awful beers leading the world market, but I have had enough lagers to understand that there obviously are far better ones than the ones I’ve tried.
Kronenbourg 1664, then, can be added to the list. Firmly crisp and easy to drink, this beer has a likable hop flavour, and being a clean drink, can be had in large quantities. The taste stays for some time, reminding me of my first taste of beer, when the taste really seemed to stay. It’s only the cost that would keep me from drinking this again; I bought only a pint, and for this price I can get something I’d enjoy a lot more: a wheat beer or an ale. Still, it’s a dry day and a pint of Kronenbourg 1664 in this green bottle is all I have, alcohol bite and all.