I still believe a lot less people would be uttering things like “Oooh, I can’t drink gin – bad memories from college” or “it tastes like pine needles” if they had the opportunity to taste this. In fact, if you’re reading this, and you’ve caught yourself saying either of those phrases*, I sincerely invite you to stop by my place, and let me make you a drink with it. I think you would be tremendously, pleasantly surprised.
*And, of course, you must be over the age of 21.
I am over 21 but the commute home would be sooooooooo long!
Well, I guess you’d have to come and stay for a visit, then – no commute!