Ringing in 2011, I tasted some of the best champagne ever and celebrated with some of the best friends ever! It occurred to me though, that in spite of the festive mood and good company, the amount of alcohol actually consumed was modest, at best. I looked around at the group and recognized for the first time we have all reached an age where over imbibing has become a thing of the past. We have kids, jobs, things to do the next day and frankly, most of us prefer to skip the headache (literally). Old folks and stogies we are, maybe, but enjoying the fine spirits (the mood and the bubbly) got me thinking...when was the last time I read a historical romance where the heroine had too much to drink (on purpose, not because someone slipped her something) and woke up the next day unable to remember what she said or did, but likely able to recall much of what the hero...er, did....? Historical heroes can drink. They can be bad boys who in the beginning of the novel turn to "their cups...
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