It instantly jumped out at me. ...I really don't like beer. Even drank it for a year living in Germany, beer "Mecca." Had to choke it down. Bitter, like I imagine horse piss might taste. I was in my early thirties when I realized there was absolutely no reason I needed to make myself drink. I had thought is was part of being social, but the only people who would care that I don't drink would be people with alcohol obsessions, themselves.