I drank more underaged than I have as an adult probably. When I was in high school I didn’t have any friends but every time I visited my grandparents for Christmas I would pour tall glasses of my grandmother’s Beefeater gin over ice and drink it straight. About a year after graduating I did start spending time with people and fully entered my blackout binge drinking era whether it was Everclear, Wild Turkey, six packs of craft beer from older guys, Tanqueray and Bombay Sapphire purchased upon my request by somebody’s older brother, a lunchtime margarita with my uncle, slapping the pink Franzia bag and laughing with friends and lovers, or a couple of bottles of Veuve Clicquot shared over an intimate dinner with a handful of friends at the country club. My liver is thankful that I dialed it down I’m sure.
