Not a Great Saturday

G and I planned on meeting at The Met to go see the new Tudor exhibit during member preview days.

But we both also really wanted to get a cocktail up on the roof garden, so we did that first.

Now, I was up there this past summer with Kedrin and Dennis, and I had TWO of their cocktails, which are really good..... I don't drink a lot of alcohol in general, I like an occasional glass of wine but not hard liquor****.  A cocktail is a special occasion-only thing for me.

(*** ok so there is a moonshine vendor at the Union Square Greenmarket on Saturdays who has apple pie moonshine and the most amazing maple moonshine.  Every few months I'll get a jar, it's that good.)

So anyhow, over the summer I had TWO drinks up there and I was completely fine.

Absolutely fine. (And I also never get messed up from the occasional moonshime.)

I had ONE drink with G and .... we were both done.  ONE DRINK. DONE.

She drinks more than I do and self-describes herself as "a literal tank" and it was bad for both of us.

That's not right.

Something was definitely wrong with that drink, like it had three times the amount of alcohol it should have, but I couldn't tell because of the flavoring. And, frankly, I don't expect what I consider to be an actual dangerous drink from the rooftop at the Met.

The view was nice....

Anyhow, neither of us was functional enough to stay at the museum (I felt AWFUL) so we took a cab down to the Lower East Side (G lives there) and hung out until we both felt better, then I went home.

I will never get a drink from the rooftop again, that was really bad.

I never want to feel like that again.

But now I don't trust them.

Its a pity, because they do make very nice cocktails but that was just horrible.