What a ManCan do in Cabo

This is not the story you think it is.

Maybe back in my twenties, it might have been that type of story. One of tequila shots being poured into the back of your throat by a Mexican blowing a whistle in your ear, then grabbing your face and shaking it until you want to vomit.

But that’s not this story. This story isn’t even about the time my band played a show for a bunch of drunk college kids in the hot sun for three days. That would have been a good time if we didn’t have a constant electric current going through our bodies—apparently they didn’t care to ground any of the outlets. So when unknowing (and often wet) partygoers would hug or high-five us, they sent note-murdering electric shocks through everyone in the band.

But that story is for another time. This story is about a product we carry: The ManCan keg-style growler. And it’s about my experience with that product on a recent trip to Mexico’s Cabo San Lucas.

Just toting the ManCan around the resort drew immediate attention. “Hey what’s that?” people asked. Where did you get that?” “How many beers does it hold?” “Does it really keep them cold?” And of course lastly, “Where do I get one?” That last question wasn’t hard for me to answer. But I did want to answer all of the other questions over the next several days.

When I arrived at the resort, the first thing I did was head to the pool-side bar. There, the caballeros y damas working were all interested in my new toy. They asked me all the usual questions, and just having the growler on the bar spurred multiple conversations about everything from my preferred beers to the varied (and awesome) microbrews of San Diego.

“How you heard of Stingray?” the bartender asked me.

“I have, actually. I also love Ballast Point’s Sculpin. That’s one of my regular go-tos. Green Flash is great too. It’s a bit harder to find.”

Then I took it the beach. Fellow touristas stopped me on the way to ask me about it, eventually causing me feel like I was navigating a gauntlet of paparazzi. I sat down in a lawn chair, stretched my feet out in the warm sand, poured myself a cold one, and settled in for the foreseeable future.

I was able to fit four beers into the ManCan, and  I drank them all at the beach over the course of several hours. They stayed just as cold as they’d been when poured—the ManCan did its work well. It’s not a pain to carry, and it’s not complicated to use. Just unscrew the top, fill it up, screw the top back on, and claro, muchas cervesas para llevar.  

And at $30, the price point ain’t half bad.

I proceeded to take the ManCan with me everywhere. I took pictures of it and with it as if it was my little traveling gnome buddy.

On our last day I took it out fishing with me. The boys on the boat were again interested. As we stopped to pay $40 US for some bait on the way out (a sore spot for me, but that’s another story), the captain noticed one of our shipmates staring.

“Tienes una pregunta para él?” he asked. Then he turned to me and said, “He has a question for you. What is that?” I handed it to him so he could check it out. Jacob, our first mate, wanted a pass at filling it up. So I had him pour some delicious ice-cold Pacificos into the little portable keg for consumption once we landed our first fish.

It took a little while, but my son finally landed one of the elusive Gallo (Rooster) fish. Clearly a cause for celebration, I cracked open the ManCan and poured myself a cold one. My son enjoyed an ice-cold Coke from the cooler.

The ManCan is a looker. People want to know all about it. And once they know what it is, they smile. That’s enough for me. But functionally it works great as well. For now, we sell it to our U.S. customers for just $30.

As for distribution in Mexico? I’m looking into it.

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