This story starts last weekend when Jacinda and I went out to dinner and a movie with Carlos and Heather. We hit up one of our favorite Mexican restaurants before the flick, Casa Corona, and got some dinner. The girls both got some fru-fru drinks and Carlos ordered a Corona, the standard order for mexican food, right?
Well, call me crazy, but I must have super sensitive taste buds, and I cannot stand the taste of alcohol. It doesn’t stop there. Stuff like coffee (even the frappacino, stuffed with sugar stuff), beer, and tea all taste very bitter to me. Hard liquor tastes like cough syrup and makes me gag, and champagne and wine are both out of the question. When we were in Hawaii, we would both order Pina Colada’s, but mine were always "virgin". Not because I was the designated driver, because I thought the rum in her’s was disgusting. I consider it a blessing, because alcohol is an expensive habit and face it, a lot of screwed up stuff happens because of it. On the other hand, it’s very social (work, parties, some family events) and whenever I’m offered a drink and refuse it, the next 30 minutes are full of people laughing with/at me for my weird situation.
The part that bugs me the worst is that "image" that people have of Christians and us being "goody-to-shoes" or "holier than thou". I never want someone to get the impression that I think I am better than them in any way, well, maybe at Ping Pong, but that’s different. Seriously though, alcohol is one of those taboo things that the older, legalistic believer would look down upon and the young "relevant" generation would almost look down on you for not drinking, smoking and cursing. It’s a weird world and I don’t think we got it figured out. Anyways, what I’m trying to say is, I don’t personally have a problem with a buddy having a beer, a drink, or whatever, if it’s not a big deal to them. It’s when people make it a big deal that it drives me crazy. "oh, man, this guiness is the best thing ever" it’s flavored liquid for goodness sake. I feel like many people can’t even have fun unless they are drinking. wow, whole other post coming…
Really long story, short(er): I tasted Carlos’ Corona that night of our dinner because of the normal conversation, and I actually liked it with all the limes in there. That night after the cliff jump, Carlos said he had a Corona for me and I was kind of excited, but…no limes. It was nasty, but I was determined to conquer another first…and so, for the first time in my 28 years of existence, I finished a beer. But, I think for the future, I’ll stick with my Diet Pepsi.