Booze

[poliphilo]

I used to like a glass of wine. With a meal. If I was cooking.  Not any more. These days I reach for the lemonade. 

We were out to dinner at a very fine restaurant the other night. Some of the party were drinking wine but I was happy with iced water. Ailz ordered a cider and shared some of the bottle with me. I didn't particularly want her to.

Non-alcoholic apple juice would have been just as nice. No- nicer. 

The change has come about gradually, without incident, over- say- the last 6 months. 

(I'm not going teetotal. This isn't about ideology. Well, maybe a teensy-weensy bit. I've never liked pubs and I'm a bit old-maidish around the alcohol culture. I've just been reading about Dylan Thomas. What a tiresome man! How I'd have hated him!)

Children rarely like the taste of alcohol. They have to be taught - conditioned- broken in.  Between 16 and 56 I was under the impression I enjoyed the stuff. I wonder if I ever really did.  Now that I'm approaching my second childhood- and no longer under pressure to impress and compete with other adults- I can say what I really think.

It tastes horrid and makes me feel poorly.

Take the nasty stuff away.

Comments

[solar-diablo.livejournal.com]

I may slowly be getting there. I've never liked hard alcohol, but do enjoy beer and wine. It's rare, however, when my enjoyment of it overrides the thought of how I'll feel the next morning if I have too much, and so the nights I'll have more than three drinks (usually spread out over three hours with a lot of water in between) are becoming fewer and fewer in number.

And I agree about alcohol culture, particularly so since I live in a university town. It's just not my scene anymore, and I feel a bit foolish anymore when I'm immersed in it. These days I limit my drinking to home, or restaurants.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I suppose there's a sort of grace to being "stoned, immaculate"- but I've always preferred to keep my wits about me.