I had a sip of a g&t at a party when I was like, way too young to be drinking, and the taste has stuck with me ever since. A couple months before I turned 21, I made someone buy me a bottle, and fell. in. love. I'm making it sound like I'm an alcoholic, so let me clarify: I drink responsibly. Never more than two at a time, and definitely not every day. Once you've barfed on a sidewalk in Orange County (hey, it was my birthday), you realize you kind of don't want to end up 80 years old and drinking alone. But, gimme a drink and a Parliament and I'm the happiest kid ever.