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My previous roomie (actually his friend) in College Station had made me chug a beer in a typical college-style competition. Knowing me, his girlfriend was more worried about me than the cops at the door. Anyway, the weekend before last I achieved my ‘goal’. Aaie, if you are reading this now would be a nice time to stop. Aditya, if that is you then I know what you did when you were in Pittsburgh so don’t dare threaten to tattle.
Ash and I have nicely settled in our new home and have spent quite a bit of time and dime in setting it up. The really interested might check it out here although the living room has undergone some changes thanks to some shoddy piece of furniture from IKEA. Anyway, the natural next-step of setting up your home is to invite guests. Since, we do not know many people around here, Sampada and Rajit from Houston would do us the honors. You might recall that Sampada was Ash’s roomie for a while in Atlanta and had introduced her to blogging and me in that order. Rajit graduated from Texas A&M last year and we get along great. As a default condition, we have always had drinking parties whenever we have met up and so far, the limit at least for me hasn’t exceeded although I came real close on New Year’s Eve.
Ash and I cooked a hearty meal of chicken, shrimp, and a pineapple upside-down cake for dessert. Sampada and Rajith brought the drinks. And Sampada had brought along a potent recipe for a seemingly exotic drink. After making poor Rajith squeeze out the lemon juice, she began the mixing. One part lemon, two parts Cointreau, two parts water (what was I thinking?) cranberry juice, and four parts of Vodka and ice…!!! Mind you, the ‘part’ was big and the total mixture far exceeded the big ass wine goblet we used to drink it out of. And I went for two such servings with Rajith for company. While he was completely fine, I was in la-la land. Naturally, first came denial and then the spinning started as we sat down for dinner. I hardly remember what I ate and remember dropping lot of rice on the floor. Only after two false alarms, I finally puked my guts out in the toilet with Rajith to help.
Strangely as soon as I was down puking, I was perfectly normal and without any signs of drunkeness which makes me think may be that wasn’t what I had heard about post-drinking conditions. Or maybe just like always I stopped before it was too late. Does that mean this doesn’t count? Damn! I’ve to try again.
by Patrix | on Tuesday, February 20th, 2007 at 6:00 am | 
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February 20th, 2007 at 6:53 am reply
If you havent sworn to urself that you are NEVER ever gonna drink again, then you aint done nothing yet :).
You drank a lot on empty stomach kya? and just *why* is a puke session your ‘goal’ for “been there done that”?! It should be complete blackout with no rememberance of how offending you were to others! :)
February 20th, 2007 at 7:59 am reply
Hmmmm…… Twilight is right - drinking on an empty stomach is never good.
I can’t remember the number of times I have been thoroughly sloshed, woken up the next day with a terrible hangover, and promised never to drink that heavily again…..sigh !
Btw, 2 parts of water !!! That’s a sacrilege.
February 20th, 2007 at 8:51 am reply
Twilight, well, I don’t think I drank on a completely empty stomach. I usually try not to. And the extreme kinda drunkeness…I am too chicken to go that far. Have far too many secrets to risk that :)
Bongo,
My bad! it was cranberry juice…couldn’t remember earlier. And somehow you don’t come off as a person who would be ‘thoroughly sloshed’. I can imagine you more like a sophisticated wine/martini sipper :)
February 20th, 2007 at 9:36 am reply
So you were having a Cosmopolitan (a rather stiff one at that!).
Errr….one does attempt to be sophisticated. But once in a while (thankfully with decreasing frequency) - one exceeds the limit !
February 20th, 2007 at 9:48 am reply
I really should be more open on my blog.. :) went to a party a couple of weekends back..low/high point = two completely sloshed girls dancing to this
February 20th, 2007 at 9:49 am reply
btw, hiatus for a week.. not that anyone besides you would notice.. so informing :)
February 20th, 2007 at 10:23 am reply
Forgot about this last bit:
I would say it doesn’t. The best way to go about it, IMO - have a good dinner - then start on tequila shots (tequila lime salt); chase with beer. Be careful coz shots ‘hit’ a bit later. Its not sophisticated - but its one of the most foolproof methods. If you want it to be uglier, mix in some vodka shots.
For the worst possible next day hangover though, nothing beats rum.
February 20th, 2007 at 11:02 am reply
Am sure you can be drunk in Ash’s company.. or are there some secrets u still havent revealed eh? ;-) (time for another tag for u!! :p)
and baccha - here’s some gyaan - mix all possible varieties of poison possible. have them in a gulp. Sureshot way to go where you have never gone before :). Try LIIT (Long iceland ice tea) - if needed try multiple :).
(do ask someone to click ur pics while u are at it :))
February 20th, 2007 at 11:03 am reply
Bongo, yeah! A Cosmo…I know a ‘girlie’ choice but Sampada was incharge of selecting the drink. And hopefully, the strength/intensity made up for it. And errr…thanks for the tips on logical progression of getting wasted. If I muster up the courage, I might follow it :) Of course, then the following post will be much more entertaining. But has to be written by someone else.
Sqrl, of course you should be. You don’t know how popular a drunk girl’s blog can be :) Especially if they are your friends. Call the blog, Sqrl’s Friends Gone Wild.
Twilight, ah-ha! the cocktail advice, eh? Well, I would like to test my limits but am kinda scared of what I will do once I am there and trust me, it’ll not be a pretty sight. Don’t want Ash to have nightmares the rest of our lives. Who knows, there might be no “rest of our lives” after that.
February 20th, 2007 at 6:58 pm reply
Wow, U have to be in the running for the best apartment for a desi grad student in CS. Was that actually your apartment or was it a model home? You know, you might actually make money if the landlord at Wolf Creek gets to see your pics :)
Un/Fortunately I have never been big on the drinking thing. My IIT days were full of bacchanalian orgies, have tried every conceivable drink my friends would throw at me but never got past the bitterness of alcohol (something that people say, one would get past after the ‘effects’)
February 20th, 2007 at 7:25 pm reply
Piker, appreciate your comments. Due credit to Ash as well. But the architect within me doesn’t let me live in a typical messy bachelor-style apartment. And hey, don’t worry if you don’t take to alcohol too well, its cool not to. We’ll have a bottle of milk when we have you over :)
February 20th, 2007 at 7:36 pm reply
Do it a couple more times - then u shall start feeling the joy :D. Then u want it more?
S
February 20th, 2007 at 7:40 pm reply
Must complement the look of your place - wow - incredible. Especially loved the way paintings have blended with the feel. Great work - makes me feel I am living in a trash can… which it can qualify quite easily.
S
February 20th, 2007 at 8:24 pm reply
I really hate it when people classify it that way (not blaming you - but its a general thing); call it a sweet concoction that hides the usual bitterness of the alcohol - but attaching gender preferences is plain silly.
Nah ! You’ll be allright - you have already taken the plunge :-) We should do a drunken simul-blogging/chat session. St Patty’s day is comin’ up !!
February 20th, 2007 at 8:31 pm reply
Suyog, Thanks. Appreciate it. Looks like everyone is rooting for me to get really drunk.
Bongo, I know…hate classifications but hey, am a newbie. I just go with what I hear. But hey, drunken simul-blogging/chat session sounds cool…and nerdy. Let’s hope Google forgets to index that post. But of course, St. Patrix would be very happy.
February 20th, 2007 at 10:32 pm reply
Pat,
careful! Bongo takes his drinking very seriously. Me, I just like getting sloshed. After a couple of drinks, all taste the same. :)
(with due apologies to the pondit)
February 20th, 2007 at 11:53 pm reply
hey patrix….saw pictures of your home…lovely place, you got there….very nice!!!!!!
February 21st, 2007 at 9:34 am reply
Confused, of course! I am taking Bongo’s advice lightly…me hardly on the path to enjoying my alcohol :)
MV, thanks.
February 21st, 2007 at 10:13 am reply
Man, I really was not expecting to see this here! And your Aai reads the blog! Great, now she’ll have a sweet opinion of us when she meets us! Vaat lagaya yaar, Patrix!
And if it saves me some grace, this was my first time mixing drinks and the “part” was wrong. We tried the drink again at home, without the lemon juice and with much more cranberry juice and it tasted great. And yes, the wine goblets was a BAD idea! :)
So we’re not drinking the next time we meet, huh?
February 21st, 2007 at 10:41 am reply
Sampada, Heh. All in fun re and damn! you went home and had some more? Kalteeee! And don’t blame the ‘part’, it was decommission after the first round anyway.
And next time? Of course, we are…mera tolerance improve hua rahega, right?
February 21st, 2007 at 10:44 am reply
Thank god about drinking again! *feels like a pukka bevdi* Because Rajith is already planning - something “macho” like Black Russian.
And what else were we to do with all the left over daru? And if it makes you feel better, we always think of you when we drink it! :D
February 21st, 2007 at 2:16 pm reply
Sampada, Black Russian, eh? Sure sounds ‘manly’…don’t let Bongo hear you…he is against alcohol gender discrimination.
February 21st, 2007 at 3:43 pm reply
Saw the pictures of your home. The two of you have a very good taste. The apartment looks really neat. Congratulations!
February 21st, 2007 at 4:54 pm reply
Thanks, Anup.