A tut i ja... - Post a comment

In all that’s been said and written about alcohol, too little has been about of the pleasure of drinking itself. Most commentary falls into one of two camps: revelry in intoxication, or treatises on gustation and olfaction. Occasionally my experience fits into one of those camps. Drinking with friends until the wee hours, unconcerned about the inevitable hangover, or sitting ponderously and sipping, trying to decode what’s in the glass in front of me. But most days, after work or after dinner, I just want a drink. Something I can enjoy while relaxing, or watching a movie, or reading a book, or having a conversation. Something I can sip and appreciate, but not have to think about it or worry about getting sauced.