For several years, a friend and I would “sample” single malts that neither of us had tried before…about once a month…consuming a fifth in one evening from about 9 pm to daybreak. I, being the heavier of us, would always last longer.
I could always tell when he would soon go upstairs to bed…he would start slurring his words. Then I and the ugliest dog in Jasper County would go outside and watch the sun rise over the lake.