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A fancy, sugary mess made by mixing Earl Grey tea with eggnog and enough sugar to make a diabetic weep. It’s like the holiday party in your coffee mug.
My aunt brings gregnog every year and calls it ‘the drink of the divine.’ I call it ‘the drink of my misery.’
I tried to make gregnog and ended up with a drink that looked like vomit. It was glorious.
My brother says gregnog is ‘the only thing worth drinking this time of year.’ I say it’s the only thing worth surviving.