“Old Milwaukee is the thread of melancholy that runs through that old tapestry of American experience. It’s the existential dread of a nation kept alive only by the threat of mutually assured destruction. It’s 1,000 trailers scattered across Tornado Alley. It’s the ghost of the American Buffalo. It’s Skylab tumbling back to earth. It’s the disappointment of a world that didn’t live up to its promise.
It’s the most American beer there is.”