Beer is beer, so can the snobbery

It’s good news that we no longer have to apologize for American beers [“At the Tippling Point,” Aug. 16]. Unfortunately, with the finer brews the deep-pocketed, loose-wristed beer snob will emerge -- “short on the nose, lingering on the palate with, oooooh, a hint of peaches!”

Just pour the beer with a small head in a paper cup and I’ll be content.

Kit Foulds

San Dimas

Thanks for a great article on beer in Los Angeles. As a beer aficionado, I’ve had the pleasure of living in great beer towns in Vermont, the Rocky Mountains and the Pacific Northwest. I moved to Los Angeles in 1999 and immediately noticed a dearth of good beer. Any town in the Pacific Northwest with a population of 10,000 people had significantly better beer than all of L.A.

At least, it’s getting better. The beer at Father’s Office rules, but the place is tiny, and good luck finding a seat. San Diego is much better, with Stone Brewing and Pizza Port.

I guess it’s just that L.A. is a town of wine snobs. Wine drinkers should be forced to try beers from Belgium. It certainly isn’t your uncle’s Bud Light.

Michael Smuck

Culver City

“Artisanal” -- did you make up that word? Or just torture it into this context?

Cripes. Beer is beer, dude -- not part of the effete, affected “vino” scene. Beer goes with brat or dogs, not brie.

Think Steve McQueen commented on his favorite “artisanal” brew?

Doug Allen

Claremont