Frank Sinatra famously said he felt bad for people who didn’t drink because they woke up feeling as good as they were going to feel all day.

While I agree with the Chairman of the Board that teetotaling sounds about as much fun as a game of charades with Stephen Hawking, I must admit to having spent a few mornings huddled beside the toilet, ruing the day I ever decided to embrace the sozzled lifestyle, and swearing to all that is holy that if I survived, I’d never, ever drink again.

Yah, um, not so much.

I cover the adult-beverage beat for esteemed periodicals such as the one you’re holding in your hands, and I’ve been doing it long enough to know better, too. So I understand the urge to promise yourself, while in the throes of a hellacious hangover, that you’ll... Read More