The first time I tasted a gin and tonic, I immediately thought of a Christmas tree. At the time, it wasn’t a good thing; I was very young, and nowhere close to appreciating the juniper notes in gin — and whatever gin I had was juniper-y as fuck. I eventually grew to love the drink, and it became the inspiration and base for my super-fucking-lazy but als…
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