Verdict: true.
Proof: with a bunch of good friends in a hip cozy bar sipping Cosmopolitan or Bellini or Apple Martini, after a hard day at work, or a lazy Saturday, or even any so-so day. Mood gradually lifted until reaching the point of cheerful contentment (you're contented but not silent, because everyone's chatting and laughing and you just have to do the same thing) or poised euphoria (you're euphoric but still have to carry yourself with dignity and poise).
Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy - Benjamin Franklin
Verdict: true.
Proof: with a bunch of schoolmates during grad study, after a day of grueling exams or dreadful project. Dinner is seafood, scattered on the table and picked by hand, dipped in various yummy sauces. The beer is chilled to perfection, the atmosphere slightly rowdy, the chat slightly out-of-control, the laughter loud and hearty.
I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day - Frank Sinatra
Verdict: true.
Proof: see previous post... might lead to some moments of comfortable silence, which is so totally fine.
Sometimes too much to drink is barely enough - Mark Twain
Verdict: not quite true.
Proof: with friends or hot date, you'll be better off staying in that twilight zone of 'comfortable' and 'friendly' and 'just slightly tipsy'. There's nothing less sexy than walking out of a bar completely wasted, supported by a bunch of equally inebriated buddies (or, worse yet, a sober date).
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