Guinness is weird. Allegedly, it can't travel well. And I do believe that. There's a difference between a Guinness in Dublin and one in London. By the time it makes it over here, it's not even Guinness anymore. It's kind of like an artificially Guinness-flavored stout. Which is why I'm put off by the "correct preparation of a Guinness" sub-culture we have. It has to be chilled in the perfectly coiled, perfect length hose on just this right amount of that and this and pulled like this and that... A whole cult.
Dudes, it's crap. Sub-standard. Just dump it in a glass. It's like I've fucked a beautiful woman and they're telling me to fuck a fiberglass board and saying it'll be the same.