I like straight alcohol better than beer and wine, I feel like I can manage the buzz better. I am a fan of the Manhattan, and also Black Russians.
The last time I let myself get super wasted on alcohol, I was visiting a bartender (in his club) who had flirted with me in my bar the night before. He kept making me these super-strong drinks, and all I remember is heading for the bathroom on rubber legs, and then stumbling out onto 11th st and hailing a cab. I believe I had to nearly crawl up the stairs to my apt. I didn't even say goodbye. But that was 15 years ago.
I almost never drink to excess now, the pleasure is not really worth the pain;
however, I *am* heading over to the cabinet now for some holiday cheer. I think I will make a hot toddy.
cheers!
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