If it makes you feel any better, I've given several tries over the years to try to get into whisky, but my palette is quite averse to the strong bitterness of the beverage. Do not enjoy it, and it somehow feels wrong cutting it with ice or water as some have advised me to do.

Can't do Tequila either, for what it's worth. Had one particularly bad club evening in the early 90's that I still haven't fully recovered from. Even a sniff of anything agave-based results in terrifying full-body nausea that totally shuts me down for at least 5-10 minutes.

Then there's that time I fell out of a limo in front of The Viper Room, and puked all over their sidewalk, after consuming obscene amounts of white wine at a pre-party. Needless to say, I was left in the limo with my head in a box while the group went to party inside.

Man... Memory lane of the 90's.

It was an overall good decade. Coincidentally, the same decade I decided I didn't ever want to deal with XX-chromosomal life-partners ever again.