Do you remember what the first kind of alcohol you drank was?
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Me and my bestie snuck a Red Dog beer out from her neighbors garage and we split it when we were 14. We thought we got drunk off that half can of beer each, I'll never forget that day we had so much fun laughing. 30 years later and now I brew my own. Cheers!
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Communion wine on an occasion that the grape juice wasn't available.
I think it may have been part of what put me off of both alcohol and religion.
Can you elaborate ?
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Coors light, I was 14 and didn’t finish it
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I had a deal with my Dad. If I get him a beer, he'll give me the first sip. I remember it being gross.
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A sip of red wine the adults said was the blood of a man who lived about 2,000 years ago.
First sip aside from magic ceremonies, a cold beer alongside a ham sandwich while working outside. Probably an american lager like Coors or Bud Light.
All I got was grape juice
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Cheap French lager in one of those stubby bottles. Funny how I remember the taste favourably even though I don’t like lager these days.
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A couple sips of a beaujolais. It was super dry, and I did not care for it. Nowadays, I love dry reds.
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Yes, it was the beer from next town's brewery (it doesn't exist anymore)
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The church my mom took me to as a kid usually had the option to take a very small (single sip) cup of grape juice instead of the same size small cup of wine during the communion part of the service.
But sometimes on rare occasions I went to a service outside the church proper (for example, one was to my uncle's house where my grandmother was dying of cancer) and usually for that kind of thing they only brought the wine, so I had to take some.I was mostly joking about it putting me off religion (plenty of other factors there). But it really did taste extremely nasty, and every time I've tried alcohol since then reminds me of it, so it might really be part of why I don't like alcohol.
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I think it was a bottle of Miller draft, dad let me have a sip when I was 15 or so. It tasted so gross I stayed away from beer and alcohol until well into my 20's, I just couldn't understand why people drank that stuff.
Eventually realized not all beer tastes the same haha.
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The church my mom took me to as a kid usually had the option to take a very small (single sip) cup of grape juice instead of the same size small cup of wine during the communion part of the service.
But sometimes on rare occasions I went to a service outside the church proper (for example, one was to my uncle's house where my grandmother was dying of cancer) and usually for that kind of thing they only brought the wine, so I had to take some.I was mostly joking about it putting me off religion (plenty of other factors there). But it really did taste extremely nasty, and every time I've tried alcohol since then reminds me of it, so it might really be part of why I don't like alcohol.
Makes sense..
Thanks for the elaboration
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Strawberry wine cooler from my aunt's refrigerator.
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A simple pilsner beer when I celebrated my 14th with my family.
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Like most US teens: Stolen beer.
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Sparkling wine.
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Champagne in Reims when i was 12
Was good. But i dont drink alcohole in anything -
Like most US teens: Stolen beer.
Ahem. Illegally purchased beer. Thank you.
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A can of Tennants lager in Scotland in the 70s, given to me by my maternal grandfather. Probably about 3.2% or 3.6% abv. Tennants cans had a picture of an attractive girl in a swimsuit on every can. A four pack would have four different girls. The one on my first can was called Isabel.
First alcohol in a pub was from my paternal grandfather. I was fourteen. Grandpa ordered two pints of bitter. The barman asked him how old I was. “Eighteen. Scrawny little bugger in’t he?”
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Sake. I chugged it like a shot.
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Vodka with lemon soda.
Did not like it. And as of today I don't really like any alcoholic beverage.
