It's glad to see I'm not the only one who struggles with liking any of it. I feel like a six-year-old because it seems to me that most of it takes like cough medicine (which I can't take either). I do like a Bloody Mary (the last one I had was in 1984, though ). I can get down some cheap wines and champaigns if they taste enough like KoolAid. I kind of hate being the only one with a cup of coffee when everyone else has a nice, stemmed, wine glass.
Johnnie Walker Black or Blue with soda and a twist of lemon in the winter, Tanqueray Ten or Bombay Sapphire with gin in the summer. Merlot when I'm having some wine with my meal. Sambuca in my espresso after a good Italian feast. (Can you tell that I worked in the Beverage Alcohol biz for 20 years?)
1. A nice gin and tonic with ice & a slice 2. Beck's beer or similar 3. A glass of good claret 4. *Some* real ales, like Adnam's or Fuller's 5. Plain Absolut vodka on its own in a little shot glass. If you put a small piece of vanilla pod in the bottle and leave it for a week or so, you get a lovely vanilla vodka 6. Pear or plum brandy/eau de vie 7. Southern Comfort with just a bit of ice.
Not all together I hasten to add! I've cut down on drinking over the last year or so - partly out of financial necessity but also because I sleep more soundly and feel much better when I drink less.
EmpressFelicity, (on the plum brandy): My husband and I were new-ish in our neighborhood once, and the whole neighborhood was going on a hay ride. We were given the "responsibility" of bringing "the good plum brandy" (which would be the only thing anyone would have to drink). We asked the guy in the store what he recommended and took his recommendation. Everyone tasted it, made horrible faces, and generally exclaimed how awful it was. For the whole hay ride all anyone talked about was how shockingly horrible the plum brandy WE'D picked out for this "important" occasion was; and we became the "brandy-bringers who lived in infamy" for the rest of time. The moral to this story is, "Don't trust the person at the store when it comes to recommending a 'good plum brandy'".
EmpressFelicity, a hay ride can be a big event! This one was planned for ages by a bunch of mostly childless, professional, couples who had visions of a rustic Fall evening. We had one child (so already we weren't as cool as the rest of them). The brandy fiasco just cemented our image as a couple of uncool losers (at least that's how we felt as new members of the group).