...but tipsy? - no, no!...

[dcseain]

[Poll #1024316]

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[dmk.livejournal.com]

First taste, I was under twelve. I would regularly have sips of Dad's beer when he got home late from work; my parents offered me sips of wine and hard drinks anytime I asked. I did not have a full serving of alcohol until I was eighteen, except I would drink the champagne at weddings. Since it was not forbidden, I felt no need to experiment while I was underage. I liked beer, but did not develop a taste for the other alcoholic beverages until I was eighteen. Oddly enough, I'm more likely now to go for the hard liquor or the high-test versions of the frozen mixed drinks (raspberry margarita!), and drink little beer or ale.

[dmk.livejournal.com]

I should add that this was a part-Italian family, so wine was everywhere; also, it was the sixties, and everyone had alcohol at parties. My Uncle Sam was a part-time bartender, and he was always serving up great drinks. I would just have a Shirley Temple or a cherry coke.

[tovahs.livejournal.com]

I grew up with having wine with Friday/Sabbath night dinner. So it wasn't a big deal for me. My Dad would always have a glass of Scotch when he got home from work. I didn't acquire a taste for mixed drinks or Beer until College where the drinking age was 19 for everything and I was already 20.

As a baby my mom would put Scotch on a cotton ball to numb my gum where a tooth was coming in.

For a friends B'Mitzva the bar tender would make 1/2 strength drinks for us that were under age.

[voltbang.livejournal.com]

I took a drink of whiskey from my fathers liquor cabinet one day after school. It was icky. I didn't try again until I was like 23.

[dcseain.livejournal.com]

I must say i'm really surprised by the number of 21 answers to drinking age at the time. I expected many more 18 or 19 answers. Most interesting. I'm surprised my state was that much more permissive back when.

[selki.livejournal.com]

Dacquiri parties in college.

I had a few sips of wine at some Christmas celebrations a few years before that, but you specified *hard* liquor so that doesn't count.

[meowse.livejournal.com]

My parents and I had an arrangement--I wouldn't drink alcohol until I was 21, and they would buy me a car. I did my part. :-)

I first tasted hard liquor shortly after I turned 21, but by "tasted" I mean literally that--I'd have 1/4" of whiskey in the bottom of a shot glass, and sip it over the course of half an hour. I like the taste, but I really didn't like the effects of alcohol.

I first "drank" hard liquor (entire drinks of it) the first and only time I've been drunk. I was at a friend's New Year's Eve party, and decided I wanted to find out what being drunk was like (I was 22 or 23 at the time). I succeeded (finally...22 oz of alcohol later) at getting drunk, and found that it was very much not to my taste[*], so I haven't repeated the experiment.

I still sip alcohol occasionally, but I've never entirely regained my taste for it.

[*] I fell asleep about 8:00 am, and woke up at 5:00 pm...still drunk. Not hung over...still drunk. When the hangover finally hit, at about 10:00 that night, after a full dinner of spicy Chinese food, I was miserably sick for 3 days. I couldn't stand the smell of alcohol for years.

[kmhoofnagle.livejournal.com]

I'd answer this poll... but I don't remember.

I know I had a sip of both my mom's wine and my dad's beer before I was 12, but they never kept liquor in the house and I didn't prioritize it much above beer or wine. The stuff they drank seemed nasty. When I did drink liquor, I don't think I ever said to myself "woo hoo! I'm having *liquor*!!"

[not-the-pope.livejournal.com]

When I was a kid I used to get horrible colds and routinely attempt to cough up my toenails. One day when I was in high school, I was just as tired of coughing as my parents were of hearing me cough. So my father told me to get his bottle of Old Crow out of the cupboard (which had had the same 2-3 inches in the bottom for my whole life up to that point, AFAIK) and gave me a tablespoon full.

I decided I'd rather cough.

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[starmalachite.livejournal.com]

The teetotaler is me. I can't stand anything with alcohol in it. My parents even used to tell me, "You'll like this, it's sweet." And I kept telling them that wasn't the issue.

Just as well, since I can't have any with several of my meds.

Oddly enough, I like wine or beer in food *if* the alcohol has had a chance to totally burn off. Not rum, brandy, or other hard stuff, though.

Re: Your Friendly Neighborhood Designated Driver

[dcseain.livejournal.com]

My roommate is the same - he cannot abide the taste of the alcohol.