Goebel

Pabst Brewing Company
Formerly brewed at Miller Brewing Company (MillerCoors)
Style: Pale Lager
Woodridge, Illinois USA

Serve in Dimpled mug, English pint, Lager glass, Shaker

Not so bad. Very much like Old Style or Pabst but with some more cooked vegitable aroma, which brings it down a bit.

Not bad for bottled urine. Very light and crisp, quite watery. Good for late night drinking

Goebel, the name kind of says it all. Tastes just like every other working mans beer. Not as good as PBR though.

Another Detroit standard from my youth. I couldn’t tell this from other micro brews if my life depended on it! Bland taste, light body and slight grain aroma.

You know... this was always in my fridge as I was growing up... always... and because it's so cheap, there was always so much of it. Therefore, I could grab a can here and there and it wouldn't be missed. I once heard someone put a French twist on the name ("Zhhhooobelllee"), but that sure didn't make it sound any better. This beer is junk, plain and simple.

So here’s the thing. When Pabst bought out Strohs it intended to kill many brands, including the Detroit area faves Black Label, Altes, Pfeiffer, and this one. But since Miller has so much capacity to brew for Pabst and since nostalgia for beer runs strong in Detroit - Goebel rides again (thanks proc for the tip). The stuff may not be my grandfather’s Goebels, but it has some weak semblance of malt, straining theough at the end like a constipated geezer. I had to buy a case of these, so if any of you are undergrads in need of a party, I’m giving them to my lil bros friends who’ll add them to the nat light keg at the party at Church and Prospect in Ann Arbor thursday night ...

The old Goebel was much, much better, but this generic standard is too horrible (it isn't too anything!). All in all, I'd much rather have a Burger Classic.

Wow! I have finally had the pleasure to drink Goebel. I am not sure how old the can of beer was. It had to have been a couple of years old. Whatever the case I drank a Goebel. Finally. It has been a long hard road trying to find this beer in Maryland. I had a friend bring it to me from somewhere in the Poconos. After years of anticipation I finally had my chance. After taking two sips I wanted some Pabst Blue Ribbon to wash the taste out of my mouth.