Moonshine

OK. EVERYONE knows I can't drink. Kids probably have a higher alcohol tolerance level than I do. Seriously. I can have a buzz from HALF a glass of wine. One shot of Patron (on an empty stomach in my defense) will get me walking wobbly.

Last night, I went to a friend's house for a holiday party. These friends have any ingredient for any alcoholic beverage. It truly was stocked like a bar. Among all the drinks was a curious thin, stony bottle. In it was moonshine, something so potent that it's illegal to bring on planes because of its high alcohol content. (And I think brought over from the Czech Republic??) Anyway, a whiff of this stuff can burn off your nostril hairs! (And hopefully these ashes won't fall in your drink! Hahaha!!) So I took a half shot of this stuff all the guys were exclaiming about. Knowing how well I take alcohol, I was really really surprised I didn't turn red. (I usually turn so red it looks purple.) Didn't get dizzy or tired. Amazing! Maybe moonshine is my drink... Nah. It was horrid. After tossing it down, I was DESPERATE for a chaser. Unbelievably gross. BUT, everyone at work must be proud of their little Josephine!