A few weeks before I began this blog three years ago on Christmas day I woke up to try my hand at Eggnog, something that has never traveled as far south as New Zealand’s borders. In the warmth of summer, opening the fridge to this creamy custardy brandy delight made me question why, with all the advances in society, this isn’t available everywhere all year round.
I say this despite having one-and-a-half tumbler glasses of these and soon going to bed made me realize this was too much in the span of five minutes. ten-year-old self reflected in the darkness with thoughts of ‘when will I learn?’ running through my mind. Drinking beverages slowly has never been a forte of mine, and somehow I’ll never learn the lesson despite several head rushes.
Let’s not forget the time I filled myself so efficiently and effectively with limeade that the only way to get over the ill feeling was to lay on the ground groaning. Yes, drinking beverages really slowly is something I have not yet mastered, any tips welcome.