730 days sans moonshine.

july 24th has become an important day in my life.  one of my three darling sisters was born on this date.  seven years ago i explored – and continue to embrace – a vegan diet (with the exception of the odd butter tart and seasonal mini eggs of course). it was also on this day…

long whiskey-fuelled nights.

i’m sure we’ve all had them.  a night when a beer turns into a bender; a weekend doused in whiskey.  followed by the monday morning booze blues.  a pledge to your kidneys that “i won’t do that again [anytime soon then]”.  the somber scroll through your text message history to discover the regretful truth you…