We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
'Gansett, Knickerbocker, Rheingold, Piel's - I do recall them all. We are now just left with watery old Rolling Rock and the delicious Ballantine Ale - if you can find it.
The Maggie's Farm cafeteria refuses to serve fancy beers for breakfast or lunch, because beer ain't sposta be fancy (good stuff like Guiness is different - it's a meal, not a beer - and even more so if you stir one or two raw eggs into a pint for breakfast like they do in Ireland).
Sorry AVI I don't remember any of those commercials. I do remember Narragansett, Pabst Blue Ribbon, Ballantine ( they owned the Celtics in 68,69) Carling Black Label,and Schlitz. They were always in my father's fridge.
Didn't Narragansett have a plant on Rt 9 in Framingham, Ma?
That was Carling, in Natick MA. Remember the ad with a canoe in the lake at their plant? The lake was actually on the other side of Rte. 9, the pond was man-made landscaping.
Irony: Natick was "dry." One restaurant was on the Natick-Framingham line. If you wanted a drink with your meal, you had to retrieve it from the bar (in Framingham) and carry it to your table (in Natick) yourself.
You knock that battery off my shoulders and I will let you wear my stilettos out for an evening. :} The red ones with sparkly heels. I'll have to get the dirt off them as I was using them to aerate the dog yard last night. You won't mind fertilizer in the toes, will you?
Pabst made Big Cat Malt Liquor. It came in big cans, and their ad called it the beer for living socially. Sure... one can and you were on your face. I never drank it, but do remember it coming out.
Omaha brewed Falstaff was the perfect beer. A 10 on a scale of 1-10. Nothing else came remotely close. Anyway, world renowned beer aficionado John Smallshaw has a website, [url](http://www.falstaffbrewing.com/index.htm)[/url] At this site he also touches on Gansett, Black Label, and Ballantine among others. If you are into the history of beer it is a cool site.
AVI- I don't recall the Nichols and May ads - the one I do remember well is "Hi, neighbor, have a 'Gansett!" That was the spot ad back in the mid-'50's when Narragansett Beer was the Red Sox lead sponsor on the telly. The delightful Irene Hennessey was the pitchgirl and play-by-play man Curt Gowdey would chime and say it at various times during the game, just as sponsors work in their spot ad slogans today.
I can still remember watching the games with my grandfather on the 12 or 16 inch screen in choppy black and white. When Irene Hennesssey would come on pitching the brew. Grandpa would get all excited : "There's Irene!' , he would exclaim, you would think he just saw a bare naked lady flash on the screen. The old man would be out mowing the lawn and tell me: "Come get me when Ted is due up". The Sox were painful to watch in those days, save the Splendid Splinter.
Self-respecting southern New England teenagers of the era were weaned on Narragansett GIQ's- "Giant Imperial Quart"- from the local " packy" until they moved up in the world of high brow taste to Heineken and Lowenbrau. Cranston RI, as I recall, was the 'Gansett brewery location.