A light and reduced-calorie lager with an exceptionally smooth and crispy taste. It is less filling and light on the stomach. Perfect for fun, light drinking moments with friends.

From San Mig LIGHT -San Miguel official site-

Compared to San Miguel, the increased drinkability and lighter feel are really nice. It’s great because you can drink it like water in southern countries. A cold beer in the tropics is also delightful.

I’ve been to Vietnam three times. There’s something about it that feels like the era of *“Always: Sunset on Third Street”* while also radiating the energy of rapid development. Indeed, it makes sense. Even at stylish clubs, when they used the same glass after I ordered a different type of beer, I thought, "This feels off" from a Japanese perspective. But then, I remembered that even at Vietnamese restaurants I’ve been to across Japan, it was the same. So, I figured, "That’s just part of the culture."

However... at least I can confidently say that I’ve *never* experienced flies buzzing around while dining in Vietnam itself (and yes, I was selective about where I ate, but I also dined at smaller, more modest places than this restaurant). Not offering "333 (Ba Ba Ba)" or "Huda Beer" might be understandable for a restaurant run by people who fled southern Vietnam or Vietnamese people who escaped extreme poverty under the communist regime, but… there's no excuse for the appalling hygiene. Frankly, it’s just unacceptable.

To sum it up in one word: awful. When they brought out the bánh mì, there were little flies… (I’ll spare the rest of the details). If my grandmother, who was born in the Taishō era, hadn’t ingrained her wisdom in me—"It won’t kill you!"—deep into my psyche, I might’ve caused a scene right there and then. Honestly, I probably would’ve pulled a "kasu-hara" (customer harassment).

The thought of trying to eat while constantly distracted by flies is something I doubt modern Japanese people could relate to (except for JICA staff stationed in developing countries or backpackers who love traveling to such places).

As for the seasoning, it was sweeter than what you’d find in Vietnam or Japan, but I can understand how that might’ve happened during the localization process. That’s *just barely* acceptable. But the hygiene? Not at all.

“Grandma, thanks to you, I avoided being labeled as one of those ‘troublesome foreign customers’ on social media. Full stop.” (￣▽￣)