Do you remember what the first kind of alcohol you drank was?
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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.
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Vodka straight, can't even smell the stuff anymore.
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Margarita; friends bought it for me on my 21st birthday.
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Rum & cola, when I was 17, I think. The next was Stock 84 the same year.
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Whatever the drunk RVers left for us in their coolers.
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Wine mixed with gassosa (basically a mildly lemony soda) my grandpa had on sundays. My grandpa tended to drink pretty sweet wine. So mixed with gassosa it tasted really good even as a kid.
My neck of the woods is somewhat lax about alcohol in family situations. Kids were usually allowed to taste so they would get used to the taste of alcohol for the future.
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Last drops in beer bottles handed to me by my parents. Couple of years after that I was allowed proper glasses of table beer during festivities. All this before I was 12.
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Don't remember the very first. However, I got totally drunk from draft beer at a campground clambake. My mother and a camp worker had to load me into a golf cart to get me back to our site. I was about 15-16 y/o.
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I was like 8 or 9 and my family was on a weekend trip up the St John's River on our neighbor's cabin cruiser, I got to try a sip of the neighbor's strawberry daiquiri before she made a virgin one for me.
Seems like I'm the odd one actually enjoying my first taste of alcohol. Fortunately I never became a heavy drinker even if I did develop a wider taste in alcohol as an adult.
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I had a sip of beer or wine here or there as a kid, but my first "real" drink was shitty vodka mixed with grape juice. Tasted like cough syrup. I was 18, very depressed, hanging out with friends, and up to make poor decisions.
Later that night I had one mouthful of "Natural Ice" and poured the rest down the sink at some house party we managed to wander into. Don't know how something can taste like skunk and watered down piss at once, but they made it happen.
Shocked I drank much at all after that mess of a night. Now I know that I have a recessive genetic liver condition, so no more booze for me, outside of small sips of whatever new craft beer the wife has found.
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7 or 8 shots of vodka on my 15th birthday. I was pretty sure the hangover was going to kill me...
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A half pint of Smithwick’s in The Long Dock in Carrigaholt, Co. Clare, Ireland, in the late 90s. I was 14. It was glory in a glass.
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probably midori
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First I remember is a shot of gin. Fiery Christmas water.
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Beer if you count the sip my dad gave me as a toddler.
Plum rice wine if you count my first real underage drinking experience.
My first legal drink was rumple minze.
Bad decisions all around.
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When I was like 4 or 5, I remember vividly that we would go visit my aunt and uncle. My father and my uncle would drink ouzo out of these fancy glasses with silver around the rim. Seeing a clear liquid, and being very thirsty from running around the yard, I went to one of the glasses for some water. I don't remember exactly if the adults encouraged me or tried to stop me, but I remember thinking that those glasses made water taste really bad. I still have a visceral reaction to silver-rimmed drinkware to this day.
In high school, we drank beer, sometimes wine, and vodka or rum if we could get it.
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Yukon Jack at 14.
Fucking disgusting.
My cousins and I made some drink one year at a New Years party when we found ourselves alone in the kitchen. I don't remember the booze, but we mixed it with juicy juice. I was 12. I sipped the cup being passed around us 6-7 cousins, but none of us drank enough for effect.
Two years later it was yukon jack with friends. I remember falling asleep in the park.
The first time I got "wasted" I was 17. I don't fucking remember what we were drinking. I do remember I party fouled the bowl of weed being passed around though lol
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Grandad let me have a taste of whiskey when I was a kitten, maybe five or six. I didn't like it.
Mom took me on a vacation to NYC a few months after my 21st birthday. Had a rum&coke during an off-Broadway showing of Spamalot. It was acceptable.
