Told him last friday that I had sore throat and he just plainly dismissed it saying it's because I didn't drink.

But amazingly, after drinking a little, my sore throat was gone the next day. But I am not attributing it to the works of alcohol. It's purely because I drown myself with a hell lot of water and the herbal tea he bought.

Was that the Giant over the weekend and got "conned" by the promoter aunite that this particular of wine from Portugal is nice and sweet. The promoter auntie seriously impressed me with her knowledge and the way how she pronunced "Moscato" with an accent. However, the wine turns out to be awful.

We haven't explored much yet, so far, this Moscato introduced by Jeremy is the sweetest.

As for beer, it's Kronenbourg 1664 .

One more thing I like about him is that he drinks with me.
He should drink less actually, he doesn't have a good heart.
And trust me, saturday nights are best spent drinking, snacking and movie-ing at home.