Coors Non-Alcoholic

Brewed by Coors Brewing Company (MillerCoors)
Style: Low Alcohol
Golden, Colorado USA

Very sweet, somewhat grainy. Unpleasant, sickly sweet aroma. Much too sweet. The sweetness is gross: tastes very corn-syrupy. I don’t taste any hops at all; it’s even blander than coors light, if that’s possible. This is one of the worst beers I’ve ever had, and the only NA beer I’ve ever poured down the sink. (Believe it or not, Busch NA, which is nonetheless quite terrible, wins hands down over this one.) People who say that this beer is indicative of NA beers as a whole need to try any number of better brews, for example, Penn’s Best, Clausthaler, Buckler, etc.

Smells like crap, looks almost like real beer, tastes nasty like water and bread mixed, goes down easily (cause its like water). Tastes like crap and doesnt mess you up, why would you ever drink this?

Bro, just drink some water or OJ if you’re thirsty. I had this once as a kid when I was dehydrated after a fishing trip. I should have drank some bilge water instead. Do you really need to know how it pours or finishes? I hope you never get that far.

For an NA, this isn’t terrible. But it is an NA. Color isn’t bad, but not much more can be said.

pour copperish with a small white head, aroma possible attempt of roasted malts but smells more like burnt malt completely unpleasant, taste also this is crap, if you are forced to drink this maybe you could just drink coors light, thats almost non-alcohol.

It’s bad non-alcoholic beer, noone should ever drink this, ever, really. Drink water instead, please people, come on.

Pours a darkish yellow in color with a small white head. Aroma is minimal, and as an earlier rater said, it smells kind of like burnt popcorn (maybe burnt popcorn with a shitty, stale beer poured over it). Flavor is much the same, malty and somewhat metallic. Not very good ... but, I must admit that it IS better than Miller Sharps.

12 oz bottle of this luscious nectar was shared with the inestimable luminaries ClarkVV and tiggmtl in the spacious and efficacious abode of the latter, in Olden Montreal. What a delight it was to crack this light amber clear beauty in the company of such illustrious fellows! We waited, in deepest concentration and most wondrous anticipation as the ambrosia touched the glass and a touch of foamy goodness dispensed atop the aforesaid golden liquid...we gratefully indulged in the summertime aromas (though it was still but early spring in cold Canada) of rank rotting garbage, gasses emanating from rat-infested sewers, and the urine of felines...we happily gagged on the heavy metals inhabiting the unflavor mineral water faintly besmirched by week-old cooked corn...in short, we were sated, oh my brothers how we were...