Good point, Irene. I had a spell when I drank Martini, years ago. I don't remember when. Also, when living in a depressing place in Sweden, I was on the port for several months. But now I mostly drink rosé wine, or the Belgian beer called Westmalle Tripel. (No, not both at once! I have learnt the hard way what mixing drinks can mean. The grain and the grape, and all that.)
