Genius! I laughed for about a minute straight when I heard the idea. It’s alchemy made lowbrow, pseudo logic at its finest. My friend, Kevin, provided this official review:
1. “So we thrice Brita’d the best vodka $8 could buy.”
2. “It definitely went down easier.”
3. “But man, the hangover feels like the cheap stuff.”
Kevin and Shane were visiting from SoCal. We hit up the San Francisco Chronicle Wine Competition at Fort Mason. It’s similar to a frat party for grown-ups.
