Everyone remember the first drink that got them feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.
In case you grew up in Serbia circa the time Claire Danes was being super whiny in “My so-called life” (and you SO RELATED TO HER) that drink was made for you at every party you went to and it went something like this:
1/2 a glass of red wine
1/2 glass of coca-cola (real deal, no diet, or cockta, which is the generic version available in the lands of no milk or honey)
pour in a glass
This drink is the kind of combination of alcohol and sugar that guaranteed at least one bad decision a night and a hangover in the morning so strong as to make you forget about your mistake.
I get all misty eyed just thinking about the lack of memories.
Handle with care.