It‘s frickin cold, so I figured I‘d have some hot sake with DRAGON ROSE (which I love, even though I‘m reading it so dammed slow).
3/4 of a carafe in, I was all, “Look at me! I‘ve trained myself up to a strong alcohol tolerance! All the flavour; none of the drunkenness.”
7/8 of a carafe in, the sake was like, “HELLO, YOU LIGHTWEIGHT.”
Sake, man. You just can‘t trust it.