You can be a beer snob, but have no issues drinking boxed wine
With all the craft beers in America, it’s getting pretty easy to be a beer snob. Which is great, because you’ve been training for the past several years in Australia by turning up your nose at anything not brewed locally. You know that Queensland beer is only called XXXX because they can’t print “Shit” on the label. Now that you’re home, you can indulge in all the local oatmeal stouts and Mexican Cake IPAs you want, and yet, when it’s high time for a bender, there’s nothing wrong with breaking out a box of the Franzia and fondly remembering the nights on goon you can’t remember. There’s no hypocrisy there. It’s just different tools for different jobs.