Do you remember your first drink?
Technically mine was probably a sip of Bud Light from my mom or dad’s one bottle of beer they’d have when we had the luxury of ordering pizza. I thought it was nasty.
The first thing I ever ordered at a bar was a Bud Dry, because I had no idea what I was doing and had just seen a commercial for the beer. It was my very first night of college, so I must have been 17 or 18 maybe? There was a bar in Athens, Ohio — home of Ohio University — that served anyone and everyone, regardless of age. Ahh, those sweet, sweet memories.
When we weren’t at The Greenery, we were sneaking drinks in our dorm rooms, and I remember being introduced to vodka, tequila, peach schnapps and something called 151 — which did not go well with coffee. This is when I discovered Zima and made that my ultimate drink of choice in those pre-21 days.
Soon it was on to shitty cheap beer at frat parties, and then Bud Light/Miller Lite draft at college pubs.
Sadly, I didn’t truly discover bourbon until I moved to Kentucky in 1999. And even then, it took me a few years to warm up to its tasty hug.