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My parents were always trying to get me to try drinks when I was living at home for the same reason. The result? Super casual drinker.

I believe that has to do more with the person's personality in addition to other factors around the house which I mean to say that it could just as easily have caused a over-casualness with regards to drinking.

Growing up it was a big treat to get the olive or cherry from my parents or aunt and uncle, evening cocktail. We always were given a small glass of wine, if it was serve with dinner. What wine we didn't drink, was finish by those who like it. By the time I was 16, having a beer with my parents, was common.

I don't drink that often and when I do, I go for quality over a cheap buzz. In fact after the few times I got sick from having one too many drinks, I decided early on, that while I love a good drink, I can do without the effects. The moment I find myself getting a bit tipsy, I go for something non alcoholic.

I love a good wine with dinner, but sadly risk having a bad allergic reaction to sulfides. I only normally will have wine now at Christmas dinner. Makes going out to nice restaurants a bummer, as I either have to pick something that goes well with a beer, or drink water or ice tea depending on how fancy the place is.

I also love to confuse bartenders, when I can't drink due to pain pills, by ordering a tonic without the gin.

Last good drink I had was a Gin and Tonic, using the only gin my daughter had. Bombay Sapphire several weeks ago.

Only time my parents had a problem with kids drinking, they didn't even know about. My older siblings and I would have a small glass the the pony keg they had in the frig. they stop buying the pony kegs, thinking they were being short changed by the liquor store. We fess up years later.

Maybe he's just projecting his feelings toward his stepmom onto his food.

My parents made the decision to let me drink some stuff at an early age, but they gave me the nastiest stuff they could. My mom loved Campari, and gave me some when I was a *******. I thought it was so disgusting I didn't even want to drink for years. At some point early in high school, they let me try a beer, but once again it was gross as hell to me, so I didn't even try drinking beer again until partway through college.



I still wince at the smell of campari.

Did you not read a single post in this thread? Even the OP? Did you even skim past the word drinking? Let's try it this way, Teenagers who drink alcohol with their parents in moderation are less likely to binge drink. If you understood that, great, at least you can read. Now you have to argue against science. If you need references I'm sure gbaji wil help.

So you get drunk on what now? Wine coolers? Zima?

i'm basing my opinion off what i've seen happen to family and friends. did you read my post? because i never said what i wrote was fact i was saying that i think people should not drink intil there 21 but i guess it's the parents decesion in the end as it should be.

I was raised around drunks and potheads, not to mention occasional use of mushrooms, acid, and whatever else they could get their hands on. It was the 70's. Anyways, me having a beer was never a big deal to them. With me being the slow learner I am, watching years of others binge drinking did not seem to really sink in. So when I became of age, I went out and years of binge drinking followed.

While I've no doubt that a more relaxed atmosphere regarding alchohol would probably be better for most people, some folks are just predispositioned towards it either due to an addictive trait or just stupidity. Or both in my case.