After a slew of debaucherous activities, you’re on the hunt for the perfect combination of trashy fast food and an ice cold beer. It’s no secret craft beer can elevate any meal when constructed properly, even if it’s drive-thru you’re shoving down your gullet.
The challenge is to take convenient, cheap food and kick it up a few notches with quality hops. That greasy, half-cooked cheeseburger is going to taste a hell of a lot better when paired with a delicious craft beer. Because let’s face it: You’re cheap and or broke and you want the best of all worlds, but it’s easier to drink well than pay for quality dining at 2 AM.
Have a look at our fast food-craft beer pairing guide below for living right (and affordably).
Don Draper, Sam Malone, and Mo from The Simpsons; what do all these leading men have in common? In addition to offensive vocabulary and a square jaw, all three luminaries have the uncanny ability to finesse a sophisticated cocktail out of thin air quicker than Dwayne Johnson releases movies about world-ending catastrophes. While we can’t all be iconic debutants of style and class all the time, becoming the Lothario of liquors with an exceptional home bar is attainable and even affordable.
A well-maintained alcohol armory can provide endless opportunities to impress friends, enrage frenemies, and even gain the attention of that attractive new neighbor. The main key to any home bar is to start with what you typically drink, as long as it’s not Zima, and then build from there.
Here are some options that won’t break the bank and send you back to two-buck Chuck.
While chasing a bricked shot attempt, Mason Plumlee ran into a beer girl on the sidelines in D.C. last night. Committing the ultimate dick-move by throwing his hands up after as if to say “you shouldn’t have been standing there”.
I honestly can’t believe this type of thing doesn’t happen on a nightly basis in the NBA. I mean, I spill beers on MYSELF on a regular basis just walking from the kitchen to the couch, I can’t imagine what would happen if guys the size of Plumlee were barreling through my kitchen chasing loose balls.