When I was like 4 or 5, I remember vividly that we would go visit my aunt and uncle. My father and my uncle would drink ouzo out of these fancy glasses with silver around the rim. Seeing a clear liquid, and being very thirsty from running around the yard, I went to one of the glasses for some water. I don’t remember exactly if the adults encouraged me or tried to stop me, but I remember thinking that those glasses made water taste really bad. I still have a visceral reaction to silver-rimmed drinkware to this day.

In high school, we drank beer, sometimes wine, and vodka or rum if we could get it.

MGD (Miller genuine draft) when I was Six.

Dad puts water down and I’m always allowed to drink from it, he always had super chilled water with ice. It always tasted good.

He put this thing down, it was ice cold so I took my normal two gulps. He comes back from the bathroom and yells at my older brother asking if he took a drink of his beer. “No, I hate the taste of beer”

Looks down at me with a giant ass grin on my face.

First time getting lightly drunk was after eating all the strawberries from the punch bowl for the grown ups.

A few years later I drank beer until I felt drunk for the first time.

A sip of red wine the adults said was the blood of a man who lived about 2,000 years ago.

First sip aside from magic ceremonies, a cold beer alongside a ham sandwich while working outside. Probably an american lager like Coors or Bud Light.

Sip of beer, mostly foam, almost certainly a yuengling or Budweiser.

Also would occasionally have a small glass of wine or champagne for holiday dinners and such.

Liquor was a shot of some kind of fruity vodka, chased with some Gatorade. I was about 18 or 19, didn’t really drink but my girlfriend did, and she wanted to have a drink with me so I obliged. Only time I drank with her.

Couple years later I was still living at home, I was about 19 or 20, parents were out of town and I was looking to make dinner. Found a recipe that sounded good that called for some beer, texted my parents I was gonna use a beer for cooking and got the ok. Used about half the beer, drank the other half. I believe it was a yuengling Oktoberfest.

First proper time drinking was about 2 weeks before I turned 21. I stayed on with my old scout troop as a leader, and we were going to be away on a week long canoe trip over my birthday. I was at a friend’s shore house hanging out for a few days, and since a couple of us were 21, we grabbed a case of beer, I believe corona and a bottle of Johnnie Walker Black. We didn’t go hard, we sat on the deck, smoked some cigars, had some scotch and a couple beers, but mostly we just hung out, went to the beach, and played D&D.

After I got back from my trip, for my first legal drink I went out with some coworkers after work. Had a few Yuenglings and a shot of Jack. Had a nice buzz going so I walked home. Had the hiccups most of the way.

Communion wine on an occasion that the grape juice wasn’t available.

I think it may have been part of what put me off of both alcohol and religion.

Leftover warm Heineken at the bottom of a bottle. After a dinner party thrown by my parents. Snuck a little swig while the grownups were outside saying goodbye. I must have been 9 or 10-yo. Tasted like snakebite. Just awful.

Didn’t go near beer till midway through college.

Me and my bestie snuck a Red Dog beer out from her neighbors garage and we split it when we were 14. We thought we got drunk off that half can of beer each, I’ll never forget that day we had so much fun laughing. 30 years later and now I brew my own. Cheers!

A warm can of Heineken in my friend’s room (8th or 9th grade)

I had a deal with my Dad. If I get him a beer, he’ll give me the first sip. I remember it being gross. 🤢

7 or 8 shots of vodka on my 15th birthday. I was pretty sure the hangover was going to kill me…

Grandad let me have a taste of whiskey when I was a kitten, maybe five or six. I didn’t like it.

Mom took me on a vacation to NYC a few months after my 21st birthday. Had a rum&coke during an off-Broadway showing of Spamalot. It was acceptable.

Sips of beer from my parents when I was a child.

Sips of beer when I was a kid.

Or if you mean for real, a shot of vodka that did not stay down.

Vodka with orange juice I think