My parents philosophy was to destigmatize alcohol consumption at home so my brother and I wouldn't go to parties and get drunk and end up doing something stupid. Alcohol wasn't the forbidden fruit to us growing up. They also never let us get drunk either. A glass of wine with a nice meal was an option but not the standard.
When I was a Freshman in college they visited me and we went to a local pub for a burger. I was a regular there so the waitress brought me my pint without ordering and asked my parents what they would like. When the waitress walked away my mother looked at me and said, "So you're well known here I see". The day they found out I was underage I was punished by having to tend bar for the Christmas party. Only took them two years to ID me.
Last edited by Yoshi212; Oct 22, 2015 at 9:23 pm