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Or start your own post, and share your experience about your first beer. I've already touched on mine in my inaugural post, but I'll briefly expand.

My first drink was a bottle of Harp Lager supplied by a coworker at the time, who I'd just found out was living just down the road from my apartment. It was decided (by him) that it was time to get me on the bottle, so he brought some over to accompany the delicious upside-down pizza from Two Paisans (RIP). I opened a bottle, sniffed, hesitated, sniffed again, and took a cautious sip.

It was horrible.

Let me explain. To me and my untrained palate, it tasted like someone had simply dumped flour in a bottle of water, let it spoil and go bitter, and put a label on it. I couldn't have drank more than about two ounces of it; I hardly got past the neck of the bottle.

Now, my first full beer - Molson. Canadian? Export? I don't know. It was Ryan's birthday; I was at the cottage for the first time. There were lots of people, it was warm and sunny, and everyone was feeling great. Everyone else was drinking, so I decided to give it another shot. This time, I finished the bottle. It took a while - probably half an hour - but I finished it. And while it still wasn't the greatest tasting thing in the world, it helped convince me that these beverages weren't that bad after all. I'm sure that I would have come around eventually anyway, but I'm glad I started when I did.

So, friends, would you care to share how you fared with your first brew?