Jajaja. What a great story about your grandfather! Your grandfather was wise. Yours would give you whiskey, but if my grandmother knew that I drink beers, I think she would give me in the mouth or die again. hahaha. I tell you a sacrilege: in Venezuela they drink whiskey with coconut water, ice and stir it with their finger. We are profane! I send you a hug with ice and coconut.