i go climbing mountains in austria and at the top of many of them you'll find a little guesthouse that does home-made food, and copious amounts of beer and obstler. that first pint of weissen at the top of a 1700m mountain in the blazing sun... its to die for. of course the beer tastes better there than here after a walk round the park or down to the shops

a lot of drinks dont really work well in other countries, fell in love with limoncillo in madrid, bought a bottle back and it tasted like cats pee over here in rainy britain.
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