15 Forgotten Beers We Wish Were Back

15 Forgotten Beers We Wish Were Back
Do you remember when a pull-tab could slice a thumb and a jingle could live in your head for years? When a six-pack rode home in a brown paper bag and the first cold one tasted like Friday finally showed up? Some labels were fancy only in name, some were proudly plain—and a few vanished so fast we still argue about whether they tasted better or just came with better moments. A couple even tried comebacks that never quite felt the same. Tonight we’re counting down the Forgotten Beers We Wish Were Back—the cans with stories, the bottles with a little glitter in the glass. Before we start, humor me: lock your pick for #1 in the comments right now—which beer do you want back exactly as you remember it, recipe and jingle included?
Brown Derby
Red, White & Blue
Jax Beer
Schmidt
Bud Dry
Pete’s Wicked Ale
Hamm’s
Krueger’s
Olympia
Rheingold
Billy Beer
Falstaff
Ballantine Ale
Meister Brau
Miller High Life

Funny thing about beer: the taste sits on your tongue for a minute, but the moments hang around for decades. A driveway card game. A radio calling balls and strikes. A cooler that squeaked when it opened and a neighbor who always “just stopped by.” We didn’t pick these labels because they were perfect. We picked them because they turned ordinary hours into company. Some were budget heroes. Some had a jingle you can still hum. A few taught us that cans could travel farther, or that “lite” could mean one more story before you head home. We grew older; the labels did too. But for one evening at a time, a cold can made the week feel finished and the world polite.
So here’s your turn. If one brand came back exactly as you remember—same recipe, same can or bottle, same slogan—which one gets your vote, and where did you last drink it? Name the town and the spot. Let’s build a map in the comments that only we could draw. And if this countdown pulled a memory out of your garage shelf or your tackle box, do me a favor: hit Like and tap Hype so this video gets pushed to the folks who used to sit next to you on those long, easy Saturdays. Then tell a friend who still keeps an old pull-tab in a drawer “just because.”
Thanks for spending this time with me. We’ll do another one soon—same chairs, fresh ice. Until then, keep your stories cold and your goodbyes unhurried.