Busch NA

Brewed by Anheuser-Busch InBev
Style: Low Alcohol
St. Louis, Missouri USA

Serve in English pint, Shaker

Beer #1 from Thedm’s "6-pack attack" - this is beer terrorism!! Pours light yellow - very fizzy; big fluffy head. This is thin, sweet, canned vegetables, Lemon Pledge waxxy. Horrible. Thanks Matt!

Smells of piss and beans. Almost colorless, clear, and effervescent. No head at all. Tastes like seltzer. Harsh aftertaste of cardboard that had been pissed on then dried. No redeeming value. If there is anyone who has intentionally bought this more than once I want to meet them. Their inability to taste deserves scientific study.

UPDATED: MAY 30, 2007 I really wasn’t expecting much from a NA beer from AB. its pretty much what you expect. Skunky taste of carbonation and corn with no flavor to satisfy anything.

ha ha ha! Nothing like that shitty metallic taste with no alcohol, not the lowest rated beer on the site by accident, gag gag, if it tastes like crap please at least let it get you drunk, did I mention it sucks?

Straight up corn water. However, I would like to personally thank Argo0 for sharing his last can.

Can: Oh, Boy! Pours a color that resembles yellow snow more than anything I can think of. Not much of a smell, kind of sweet, and not much of a taste. Didn’t offend me, but if I had to make a choice I’d take H2O.

Celebration November 2004 at CapFlu’s place. Holy crap. Although not the worst beer I’ve had, this comes pretty close. Pale gold in colour, practically see-through. Very light aroma, slightly sweet and only some faint corn. Flavour was pretty much not there. Very light body, medium carbonation. Finishes quick, like you didn’t have anything to drink. I don’t know why they let you into Canada with this beer Barry, but seeing you funnel this was worth the pain of drinking it.

"Hey, did you find something to rate for your 500th?" "yeah, why did you have something in mind?" "Well, I was thinking Busch N/A since it’s the lowest rated beer on the site." "oh, well it’s a little late." "We should taste some tonight anyway." "Yeah, that’s a good idea" And that’s how this nightmare began. "Yeah, that’s a good idea" kept resonating in my mind and depressing me with each painful sip I took of this crap. I poured the can, best before Nov. 17, 2007 by the "110 day freshness" thing on the side, into a big snifter and Chris did the same with his can. Due to the wideness of the snifter, some golden color was definitely noticed. Near the narrowest portion of the glass, however, this looked like dirty water. The nose isn’t powerfully offensive. It takes contemplation and effort to really dissect the disgust and problems here. I knew instantly I didn’t like what I was holding to my nose, but at the same time it did remotely smell like a beverage. I’d say the fact that this comes in a can really helps the beer from being overly aggressively foul. The first thing I think of is a bag of ancient, crushed Nasty Ice cans waiting to be taken to the recycling center so Bubba can get some extra cash to buy more. The aroma smells like old remnants of what used to house beer. Soggy cardboard and corn are there too. But still, it’s not putrid. I grudgingly took a sip. Of course I’m thinking, "Why is this a ’good idea’?" Why did I consent to this palate rape? First sip. . .not that bad. Cereal, bland corn, cardboard, grains. Not much going on really. It’s really thin, not horribly awry in anyway. I remember that is how I felt about Mott’s Clamato during the first sip *shiver*. It wasn’t all that bad. It took four or five sips to really get the effect. Each time I took a taste of good old Busch N/A, I got a little sicker to my stomach, probably just because I was pretty hungry and my body wanted something that didn’t taste this horrible. A building sugary sweetness became noticed as well as pencil erasers. Basically, a sense of being completely underwhelmed overtook me. This is so lifeless. I felt like a zombie sitting at a table just swilling back my rationed flavored liquid. I don’t understand why (even though I did tonight) anyone would drink this. I would definitely rather have water. Hell, I’d rather have Kaliber. The can kills me with the usual nonsensical or whimsical musings that I’ve come to expect from BMC. "Fully brewed"? What, as opposed to partially brewed? "Includes malt. . .cereal grains, water, yeast, nothing artificial". Great, dog crap isn’t artificial. I mean, jeez. Why? I felt guilty putting this in my body knowing I wouldn’t even be rewarded with some level of intoxication. Maybe that’s why everyone hates this beer so much, because no one reaches the "dude, I’m kinda drunk. Maybe I could chug another one of these to feel good after a hard day’s work" level. No, they’re just stone cold sober, fully aware of what they’re willingly inflicting on themselves.