I am restrained with alcohol, taking it occasionally only, and primarily for celebrations or conviviality - never to excess.
Romate Cardenal Cisneros Pedro Ximenez is irresistibly delicious.
A really good glass of champagne is something to enjoy languorously.
One or two glasses will do it for me. Any more than that, and I would be leaping onto tabletops and becoming far too vivacious, possessed of the erroneous view that I am the wittiest person in the world.
(I have over-imbibed twice in my life. Once - my drink was spiked. The second time - during a business party - I didn't know that my glass was being topped up. I had my sister drive me to the nearest police station in the morning and requested that the police breathalyse me because I wanted to drive somewhere that afternoon. They laughed; apparently I was the first person to ever make such a request.)
Properly done, the drinking of alcoholic beverages, in moderation, makes the heart glad.
Overdone, it's a sad, sad slide into tasteless crudity and pitiful dependency.
Do you drink, Bob? (Or are you truly just a delusion? If you are, who is asking these questions?)
