My friend Gerry, a now-retired VP from Anheuser-Busch in Merrimack, always nudged us in the direction of serving beer in a glass. In my younger days, I scoffed, taking the bottle and telling him not to bother. I was quite convinced over time, but last night became absolutely convinced. I grabbed a bottle of Guinness late while typing at the computer, tipped it back and decided this was a different, entirely inferior beverage to the one I usually drink.
I can develop theories as to why, including CO2, or taste buds on the front of the tongue versus the back, but it doesn't matter. It's a different beverage, and that is all that need be said.