My parents always had beer in the refrigerator. Mom would drink half a can and I sipped the other. I never saw my Dad touch a drink of alcohol. I never needed a reason to whet my whistle but Cinco de Mayo, at my crib here in San Jose del Cabo is reason enough. After a million Corona's, souring on Stella's and a change up from Pacifico I am going the Modelo route. Long live MODELO! It's ESPECIAL!