Hot Dog Beer: A Review

There are simple joys in life. Grilling, nature, a can of beer with a cute little hot dog mascot on it. Let’s be honest about something. Marketing works. You make a can of beer with an anthropomorphic hot dog on and call it “Hot Dog Lager”, I’m gonna drink it. I’m not above such things. Even if it tastes like shit, I’m gonna enjoy the time I had with this little hot dog guy. Let’s get started.

The Taste Test

I’m getting hints of “exactly Miller Lite”. I guess that’s what I was expecting, but I was also kinda hoping for more. I mean, look at this little guy. He’s looking me in the eye and promising me a great experience, and I know he wouldn’t lie to me. This hot dog is my friend. But hey, maybe I need to have it with a hot dog to unlock its full potential. Yeah, that makes sense.

Hot Dog Beer #2

Hmm, it’s still just alright. I mean, it’s a beautiful day, it smells amazing and the hot dog is delicious. Maybe I put too many expectations on my hot dog friend. Maybe I should just enjoy the moment. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to understand some of the stereotypes of life. Get a family, get a house, get a grill. It’s pretty much the standard Dad template, and I get it. There’s a peace to just slowing down and enjoying the things around you. Yet, I can’t help but think that maybe drinking this hot dog beer with a hot dog straw would improve my life. The can helpfully points out that it‘s made for hot dogs, not with them. But would a beer that tastes like a hot dog be such a bad idea?

Hot Dog Beer #3

Yes. It is. The straw surprisingly works, and it delivers a mouthful of salty, greasy hot dog juices backed by a hint of light beer. I can barely look my hot dog friend in the eye as I determine his beer is probably going to get a mediocre review. I feel like I let him down. But hey, there’s one beer left and I at least owe it to him to drink the final beer.

Hot Dog Beer #4

Ya know, it’s pretty nice out here. I cooked/reheated some already cooked tasty hot dogs. I got to spend time with my (not pictured) family and my (pictured) best friend. I live in a time where I can buy and then enjoy a beer with a hot dog mascot on it as well as the hot dogs he represents. As I sit out here reflecting, I understand that a lot of things in life aren’t about expectations, but the moment. Maybe that’s why so many people enjoy grilling. It gives you a chance to get outside, have a beer, and appreciate the moment with those closest to you. I get it. Thank you hot dog best friend.

Hot Dog Lager: Cheers

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