I remember once spending much of a New Year's party trying not to hurl after drinking some Romanian Plum Brandy someone had given me. It was genuinely foul.Originally Posted by Ash
Once in France with my ex we visited the farmers over the road from her folks' country pad and they served up some kind of home-made plum schnapps. It was rather rough but because I was a polite, if unsophisticated, rosbif rather than the aloof, sneering french urban snobs they sometimes had visiting, I enthusiatstically said I liked it. So they gave me the whole bottle.
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