Back to beer...
Back when I was living in Amsterdam, I was in a bar one night,
It wasn't in Amsterdam, Holland, even, but I went on a pup crawl with some Dutch sailors one night in my home town, Brixham, Devon, England. WoW, what a night, and didn't the beer flow. We [about a dozen of us] started down near the harbour and worked our way up through town, sampling local and European beers along the way.
They of course were quite interested in the local brews I introduced them to, but they also introduced me to various beers from France; Belgium; Germany; Holland; Denmark and Sweden, etc... not that I remember the names of them all these 40 something years later.
Let's just say that by the end of the night I was as pissed as a cricket... and due for a flogging from dad when I got home at 4am. I was only 16, after all... though like my father, I had the capacity to consume large volumes of beer/alcohol from a very early age... not that I overindulge like that these days, staying well within my limit and having just a couple here and there for refreashment.