Let me say my friend, I love your drunken stories! My self I do not know what it feels like to be drunk (or feel really good) from liquor. Your stories ooze with such descriptions of your drinks I can smell the alcohol just reading your words. However, I surmise that it is an enjoyable pastime for you. Kudo’s for reaching your alcohol intake goal. By having some good food with your drink it is another sign that you can remain coherent when you drink! Finally, if ever I should meet you please remind me not to strike a match as surely we both would be flambéed!🍺🍸🥃🍷🍹🔥🔥😊
I wonder if Russian livers - not a pate but the actual DNA of the liver of that part of humanity that evolved in the land mass of northern Asia - may have evolved to be able to detoxify larger quantities of alcohol than the rest of humanity. There is a rumor that a ship mate who survived floating in the waters of the north Atlantic, long enough to be rescued, as the Titanic sank, by drinking a number of bottles of whiskey.
If you would merely drink it straight from the bottle, you could avoid getting caught up in the numbers game. One bottle equals one drink, albeit a “tall one.” 😁
Personally, I avoid Martinis; on those I never seem to get tight, I go from sober to smashed. I like the garlic-stuffed olives, though, but they take up room in the glass.
As a former “liver doctor” and after years of trying to help people suffering from alcohol-induced cirrhosis, I can only advise one thing: stop drinking alcohol. That is the latest advice from liver experts!
Enjoyed reading this, and I can commiserate with certain stretches of time and place stretching the definition of moderate intake!
As a family doc, and a purple patch prose writer, I worked kind of hard on this piece about the pleasure and poison of alcohol- maybe take a look for a nuanced primary care angle:
I’ve been a fan of your humor and writing since Absurdistan. I’m looking forward to reading Our Country Friends as soon as these variants and monkey poxes afford me a bit more time to read for pleasure. I’ll plan on cracking the first chapter with a campari and soda if that’s ok?
Here's a health tip! I refer back to that visiting snake, who is STILL probably lurking in the shadows and awaiting its rat martini. Make one of these for yourself! Just remember the ONE unbreakable rule of a fine rat martini: the tail must be delicately draped around the rim of the glass when serving this delightful drink. A soggy, submerged tail is the sign of a rube. One of these should greatly reduce your intake! Na zdorovye!
Let me say my friend, I love your drunken stories! My self I do not know what it feels like to be drunk (or feel really good) from liquor. Your stories ooze with such descriptions of your drinks I can smell the alcohol just reading your words. However, I surmise that it is an enjoyable pastime for you. Kudo’s for reaching your alcohol intake goal. By having some good food with your drink it is another sign that you can remain coherent when you drink! Finally, if ever I should meet you please remind me not to strike a match as surely we both would be flambéed!🍺🍸🥃🍷🍹🔥🔥😊
I wonder if Russian livers - not a pate but the actual DNA of the liver of that part of humanity that evolved in the land mass of northern Asia - may have evolved to be able to detoxify larger quantities of alcohol than the rest of humanity. There is a rumor that a ship mate who survived floating in the waters of the north Atlantic, long enough to be rescued, as the Titanic sank, by drinking a number of bottles of whiskey.
If you would merely drink it straight from the bottle, you could avoid getting caught up in the numbers game. One bottle equals one drink, albeit a “tall one.” 😁
Personally, I avoid Martinis; on those I never seem to get tight, I go from sober to smashed. I like the garlic-stuffed olives, though, but they take up room in the glass.
As F. Scott said, alcohol is the rose-colored glasses of life. At least that’s what my cocktail napkins say.
All for the benefit of science, i see!
молодец !
As a former “liver doctor” and after years of trying to help people suffering from alcohol-induced cirrhosis, I can only advise one thing: stop drinking alcohol. That is the latest advice from liver experts!
Enjoyed reading this, and I can commiserate with certain stretches of time and place stretching the definition of moderate intake!
As a family doc, and a purple patch prose writer, I worked kind of hard on this piece about the pleasure and poison of alcohol- maybe take a look for a nuanced primary care angle:
https://mccormickmd.substack.com/p/riskbenefitofalcohol
I’ve been a fan of your humor and writing since Absurdistan. I’m looking forward to reading Our Country Friends as soon as these variants and monkey poxes afford me a bit more time to read for pleasure. I’ll plan on cracking the first chapter with a campari and soda if that’s ok?
Here's a health tip! I refer back to that visiting snake, who is STILL probably lurking in the shadows and awaiting its rat martini. Make one of these for yourself! Just remember the ONE unbreakable rule of a fine rat martini: the tail must be delicately draped around the rim of the glass when serving this delightful drink. A soggy, submerged tail is the sign of a rube. One of these should greatly reduce your intake! Na zdorovye!
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