I drank Thailand straight after Indonesia because I had to.
My Indonesian beer is called Bintang. An unfortunate name, probably lost in translation but I dont care, I didn’t like it. No beating around the bush, it was like beer flavoured water. I kept thinking of how Bintang would (should) be used in a sentence… “Oh no, I’ve got Bintang running down my arm”, or ”Empty your bottle before throwing it away, otherwise we’ll have Bintang everywhere”.
I swiftly disposed of the ‘tang with Singha. Which, by comparison (and in its own right) is a delicious beer. A popular full flavoured lager from Thailand, Singha sponsors Chelsea FC and Red Bull Formula one team which means it’s cool so buy it.
Probably my favorite Asian beer so far. There’s still Japan, but sadly no India in this Box set from the internationalbeershop.com.au.
Singha is not über strong in flavour like the Europeans yet it’s still 5.0%, tastes clean and crisp but not too dry. Does that make sense?
Interestingly, The “Singha” is a powerful, mystical Lion in Hindu stories. It was once known to shit all over “The Bintang” which is in my story.
We’re going back to Greece next. Not sure why, it’s just the order of things.
