I know exactly when it happened.
The year was 2017, and my family had come back from a once-in-a-lifetime Ireland vacation. I was sorting through our pictures and found one of me drinking a Guinness. Now, I’m not much of a drinker—you can usually count the number of alcoholic beverages I have in a year on one hand. But we were in Ireland, so sampling the local stout and getting photographic evidence seemed appropriate courses of action.
