You’ve had a rough night, and you wake up on a beach, carried to the shore by an incoming tide.
You look around and slowly realise that you’re alone on a desrt island. Panic almost has a hold on you until you hear the comforting clink of glass bottles as they bob gently in the waves. You look round to see ONE soggy case of alcoholic beverage, but just one, and all the bottles contain the same product.
Question is, what product would it be?
You don’t know how long you’ll be there, and somehow there’s a corkscrew on the traveller’s pocket-knife you always carry with you for just such an event, so feel free to pick wine.
If you’re teetotal, choose a non-alcoholic drink.
I’m erring towards Angostura 1824, an aged rum – 12 years old. Cliched for a desert island, I know, but too good for glugging back greedily. ‘Sip and savour’ is the strategy here. Make it last.
I’m also pulling an ill-advised all-nighter to put together a PowerPoint presentation for college tomorrow, hence the frivolous distraction.