What turned me onto good/better/best beer... I lived in Brno, Czech Republic for almost 8 months, and then a couple more 2 month visits. The average beer over there was just delicious. The one beer in my life I remember most was an 8 oz. can of Budvar that I picked up from some little bus station. The weather was as usual disgusting

, the streets were smeared with dirty slushy mess and it was cold. My girlfriend and I stood there on the sidewalk waiting for a bus and shared that little can of Budvar. I remember everything about that moment, and as ugly as the day was, every sip of that amazing nectar made the world just seem beautiful

All my senses came together and those moments were crystallized.
I was fortunate enough to study classical guitar in Prague with Stepan Rak, and once while visiting his home in a small village outside Prague he brought out a pitcher of some great lager that he was incredibly happy about.. evidently a friend of his had brewed it in that very village. It was a wonderful beer, I think it was a Marzen but then I didn't know the style back then. I was more than a bit concerned to drink it and play my guitar for him

Otherwise I would've enjoyed it much more.
Eventually I felt very sad that I would not be drinking beer like this upon returning home. I decided then that I would start learning to homebrew. That was about 6 years ago. I love beer more every day now. Even living here in Tennessee
Cheers to good beer and good memories!