I’ve never been a big drinker. Up until March 2020, I’d sip maybe three small glasses of wine per week.
Since then, I’ve done shots with my 22-year-old son while standing in my kitchen. I’ve poured Bailey’s in my coffee at 2 pm on a workday. And I’ve polished off a Costco bottle of Malibu Rum.
Never mind the amount. Malibu Rum, you guys.