Malin Norman: Taxi drivers and their beer recommendations

By Malin Norman

Surely, nobody has missed the FIFA World Cup. The medal-winning nations are close to my heart, as I have lived in all three, and it got me thinking about taxi drivers I have encountered in these countries and their beer (or non-beer) recommendations.

Let us start with Spain, the winning nation. This is probably the country with the most frequent taxi journeys for me. Not using taxis very often, it just so happens that it adds up over the years. Mostly in Mallorca, where I was living for a while, but also in Catalonia, Asturias and Andalucia – regions I have visited often.

A taxi driver from Andalucia heard that I had been judging a beer competition. “I will put you to the test now,” he said. “Which Spanish beer do you think is the best?” My go-to beer is Estrella Galicia, and I told him so. “Fair enough,” he said, and accepted my recommendation as it was also on his list. His favourite, however, was Alhambra. A good beer, I agree, but as it is higher in ABV I tend not to have it too often. All good, me and the taxi driver were on the same page.

Photo: Cervezas Alhambra

In England, my taxi journeys have mostly taken place in Norwich, where I judge the World Beer Awards every year. This city has a fabulous beer scene and the drivers know most of the top pubs – and they are happy to give tips on more hidden-away places, especially if they hear that you work in the industry. One of them admitted to drinking cider rather than beer, and shared where to get the best cider in the city. It is on my list for next time!

In Argentina, a driver in Mar del Plata took me to one of the craft breweries. On the way, he confessed that he actually prefers Fernet and Coke, a common tiple – especially when watching football, and called himself a Fernetero. One of the best drivers, beer-wise, was in Buenos Aires. He had fantastic knowledge of the craft beer scene and we eagerly shared tips. It turns out that his mate has a brewery, one I had not heard of, and next time I will make sure to check it out.

My Spanish is never as good as in a taxi, by the way. There is something so easy-going, with the drivers and their intent to understand you. The conversation is flowing, as they move on to the next question, and the next, happily chatting away and looking in the rear mirror, whilst driving way too fast. And as in most places, beer opens doors. “Ah cerveza!” Regardless of language and culture, people do know about beer, also taxi drivers.

Malin Norman