Ok, ok, then Hangover loves all liquor, but especially bourbon. Maker's Mark is the only bourbon I drink. I don't like more expensive bourbon (they knock me out too fast), and certainly not those mutant blends like Jack Daniels. I recently had a Christmas party, and four people brought me bottles of bourbon. They couldn't have brought me better gifts. They are now written in my will, too.

I first started tasting brown liquors in my underage jack and coke years. Then came a few years of tasting single-malts, double malts, ryes and corns (ugh, don't try corn). The winner hands down is bourbon. A Maker's Mark on the rocks is the perfect drink. The ice melts just enough to take a little of the bite off. I like ordering the drink around other women, because they all seemed shocked that I'm not ordering a wine spritzer. Their expressions make them look like those fat women with bad English accents in old movies. Plus, it always gets you in the mood for some lovin'. And I certainly can't say that about a wine spritzer.