Day Thirty-Three: Nog, Grog and Glog

Eggnog is one holiday tradition I always regret almost immediately after partaking every single time. As the viscous, rum spiked drink is handed to me, I’ll remember with some dim recollection the previous year and yet each time I bypass that soggy memory and I take that drink. The first sip is delicious, because it’s like drinking rum spiked melted ice cream and I really like ice cream (and rum.) By the…