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Happy Hour: Hot Beer. No, Really. Hot Beer. 

Happy Hour: Hot Beer. No, Really. Hot Beer. 

When I go home to Tennessee, nobody ever asks me if I want a beer. “How ’bout a col’beer?” say the Southerners as they toss a can through the air. (All one word.) The ice cold brew cuts through the summertime humidity nicely. But winter deserves a different kind of…