College Days

From “This tastes like medicine” to “Whiskey on the rocks, please”

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Whiskey on the rocks, please. Image courtesy: http://www.walldevil.com

The first time I had alcohol was when I was in the second year of my college. My roommate walked in with a huge smile on her face and said, “Guess what I have with me?” Chocolates. That was my first guess. But, it turned out to be a bottle of Fenny.

You know why she was grinning? Alcohol was not allowed in our hostel and she had managed to sneak it in.

Getting back to Fenny, it is local-made cashew liquor and a specialty of Goa. Continue reading “From “This tastes like medicine” to “Whiskey on the rocks, please””