Michelob Ultra

Brewed by Anheuser-Busch InBev
Style: Pale Lager
St. Louis, Missouri USA

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

In a word...FOUL!! Sulpher nose, ultra pale yellow, fizzy white head that diminished inside of 20 seconds. Bland shallow flavor. Watery and thin body that is very fizzy with a lame finish. DRAIN POUR!!

can. High in the sky above the USA flying from Minneapolis to Amsterdam with Delta-Air I drunk this Michelob Ultra Super light beer. The name is perfect for such a situation. It is a bit a thin beer but tasts not bad.

Ultra watery should be the name. Could not identify much beer through the water. A piss weak colour and dissapating head. Too much of a price to pay I’m afraid for a few less KJs.

AARGH! No taste. Dry due to high carbonation. Probably only low carb because there is nothing in the beer. Worst thing is I finally gave in and paid AU$4.50 for 1 bottle.

I’ve heard many people describe beers as looking like piss, but this beer literally smelled like piss. I have never had a beer that smelling like someone took a leak on the top of the bottle. Taste was generic, light, watery. I can’t get over the smell though, absolutely ridiculous with zero exaggeration.

I thought this would be a sick treat to try as my 714th beer on 7/14 which ALSO happens to be my birthday. This beer pours the palest straw color one could possibly imagine. Perfectly clear, absolutely minimal carbonation, no head and some sort of green tint in the color as if there were some sort of hops present. Might as well have poured water, added yellow dye number 4 and a little club soda and called it beer! The aroma is absolutely non-apparent....this smelled cold, and that was it..no aroma present. The flavor is light bodied, watery, very little carbonation with a dry cardboard finish. Menacing medicinal qualities as it warmed beyond 45 degrees. Very tough flavor to describe as there really wasnt much going on here at all...something to the effect of licking a cold toilet... cleaning and medicinal products mixed with cold glass. No redeeming qualities whatsoever, but not as horrid as I would have come to expect given the ratings. Not something I’d care to try again though.

imagine a swiftly flowing little creek: if someone twenty yards upstream from you poured a nice lager into the water all at once-- and you had to attempt to scoop it out as it flowed past, this would approximate the shadowy remnant of that beer. take twelve ounces of that watery futility, add some serious environmental damage to the purity of the watershed, and then entirely re-animate it with a grrrreat deal of carbonation, and there is your michelob ultra. in other words, the brewing ingredients are measured in parts per million. the pour, rather than flowing into the glass with a golden lustre, has a silvery look; i was frightened by this, and dismayed, and wanted to close myself in reclusive isolation and prayer until memories of the horror diminished-- but i marshaled my will to carry on. in a tumbler, the brew finally resolved to a very faint yellow, faint as a distant star-- a bland yellow like couscous or the fibers of a used cigarette filter. it had some modest lager-like head, given to minimalism, and the long orbs of vertical "lace" sometimes looked like the beer was trying to flip me off. ultra has an aroma of soft plastic consumer items-- perhaps a package of tupperware bowls. taste follows through with some microwave-safe container flavor-- a container that may have once held creamed corn. it’s like a mildly steeped tea made of broom bristles; verily a broth of dried grasshopper wings would yield a bolder brew. virtually no bitterness, but what there is suggests an oily discharge from fermenting pickles. it has a revolting kind of artificial sweetness-- like a kernal of your own dried nasal crud on your tongue-- one nearly shivers with the repugnance of it. carbonation is the only element of the brewing process that showed up in force, it fizzes like a sparkler, just waiting for some ingredients to ground it in reality. they never show up, so it hisses like hydrogen peroxide. altogether, it amounts to a shameful tainting of pure water. one is reminded of the heart-wrenching lament of a ship-wrecked sailor, storm-tossed at sea and perishing of thirst, he cries: "water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink!"

Very watery, but nothing offensive, i.e. no skunky, metallic or oxidized flavors. That’s about all that can be said about this.