I don't like the taste of alcohol. This is something that is true of most people when they are children, but they're assured that they will grow out of it when they reach adulthood (in the real world this means they're going to have to pretend to have done so by the first week of college at the very latest in order to keep up with their peers). I'm sure this does happen, because most people seem to enjoy drinking, or at least the results. I, on the other hand, retain the exact same reaction I did when I was a kid and I took a big swallow of the clear liquid from a glass on the table that I thought was water and turned out to be white wine...yech. Actually, I had the same experience with Coke, which I was given with no warning as to what the experience was supposed to be like, and I have hated soft drinks ever since. Perhaps my real problem was unexpected novelty. Like many children, there was one stretch where I ate only one thing for lunch, ever.
As a grownup who is overly fond of cream and sugar, I will tolerate one type of drink. Every so often I will poor some Bailey's into a large glass of chocolate milk, and I will sip that for a bit, and then I will be done with alcohol for another three to six months. This isn't exactly a pressing need. We ran out of Bailey's over a year ago at my apartment and it has not ended up on my shopping list, in large part because you can buy a lot of chocolate with the money for a bottle of liquor. Cognizant of my preferences, two Christmases ago my parents got me a container of Turin Bailey's Chocolates. I snacked on a ton of them while I was home, but had forgotten their existence until I saw via Candyblog's Twitter feed that En Chocolat had reviewed them. En Chocolat's writer is one who can find all sorts of ways to talk about the chocolate-tasting experience and that's something I often envy. Cybele agreed that she, too, thought they needed more alcohol and less sugar. I have to say that it never crossed my mind that I would want to eat a candy that had the "burn" of liquor. I do find that feeling refreshing for about 2.4 seconds, but I like to eat chocolate for a significantly longer time than that. For my part, I was a bit weirded out that they'd approximated the Irish cream flavoring so closely, didn't think the chocolate was any great shakes but didn't expect it to be, and appreciated the fact that I wasn't drinking so I didn't have to think about getting nauseated for once. At the chocolate salon, the last thing I did was sip a shot of something called Vermeer, a chocolate liquor with an extremely high alcohol content for a sweet drink. The chocolate is Dutch processed so it has very little content to get in the way of the alcohol, which burned a hole through two hours of solid snacking and also buzzed me immediately. It was the right way to end the affair, but it wasn't something I would want to be doing in the same way I eat candy. If I want a drink I"ll finally pay for that bottle of Bailey's. If I want a dessert drenched in alcohol I'll order bread pudding. To each her own.
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