First taste: I was in kindergarten. My family and I went to the James Country Kitchen. They were celebrating the anniversary of the place and they gave all patrons beer instead of water in their water glass.
Back then it was considered cute to give a toddler a glass of beer. Even the cops there thought it was cute. A bottle of dry vermouth, a bottle of olives and seltzer water. I make this drink with martini mix and seltzer water. It tastes like soda pop. Why we must drink: A mentor of mine once said we all need a soporific. Half the people I know are on Prozac or Xanax. My drug of choice is alcohol. There are a million and one things a person can encounter each day that could very well drive him crazy.
Drunkest ever: Barcelona. We were drinking whiskey at the bullfights, and then we started in on the sangria for the rest of the day. That night we went to an absinthe bar. On the way back to the hotel, we saw an intriguing sign for a strip club down the street. I ended up dancing naked on stage with the strippers. Munich, Germany. There are a lot of beer gardens there where you can get a mug of beer that equals about a six pack. There are also a number of nude beer gardens as well.
Zagreb, Croatia. I have a friend there who knows a number of government officials who are involved in organized crime. Whenever I go out eating with them the bottles of wine just keep on coming. I have a friend there named Giddle Partridge.
She can keep up with me in terms of drinking. Once I started drinking Chardonnay at 10am on the terrace of my hotel room, then she picked me up and we went drinking all day long at parties in the Hollywood Hills. By 10am the next day, I was back on the terrace of my hotel room drinking more Chardonnay. Mark a good bartender: Amiable. Not too verbose. Knows how to pour a good strong drink. And a bad bartender: One who talks about their problems.
