As Told Over AfterDrink: Avoiding Hangovers After All

October 10, 2019 by Cazey Williams in Life In Your 20's

More recently, we were asked to try AfterDrink, heralded as a similar cure and preventive measure for when you have too many mimosas at brunch (or just too many beers at happy hour on a Tuesday—ignore the coworkers repeating, “It’s a Tuesday”). How could we deny several trials of anything that promises to fight off a hangover?

I, Cazey, am notorious for not having hangovers. To date in my mortal life, I have only experienced eight hangovers. Unfortunately for AfterDrink, that eighth hangover occurred the first time I tried AfterDrink. However, do not write AfterDrink off so readily—I have tried it several times since and discovered it works. Possibly I endured a false positive that first time—or just drank enough that no modern science could cure me. (Hint: It’s the latter.)

I Don't Want to Be Hungover Ever Again: A DrinkAde Review

December 07, 2018 by Sara Woznicki in Cazey's Column, life lessons, Sara's Column

Ever since I turned 25, I get really bad hangovers. Not like the ones in college, where I’d just lay around for an hour and then recover. I’m talking full-day, heartburn, headache, light sensitivity and desperately needing a nap.

Cazey likes to tell me that he doesn’t get hangovers, which is especially obnoxious when I’m lying around helplessly hungover.

What’s most annoying is that my hangovers are unexpected. Once I drank four beers over the course of five hours and woke up with a splitting headache. A few weeks later, I drank at least four tequila drinks before switching to a beer or two and woke up ready for the day.

Painting with Ketchup

December 23, 2015 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

Paint Nites, if you don’t know, are events held at local restaurants and bars where a painter walks you through replicating some painting to the best of your ability while you sip on a cocktail. You sign up based on which painting you want to replicate. I recommend enrolling via Groupon vs. the actual Paint Nite site ($25 vs. $45, respectively).

I went to art school for a whole year in fifth grade. I don’t paint on any regular basis, but I do have creative bones in my body. There’s this one 3-D painting I created three years ago that I used to hang over my fireplace in my apartment until my mom visited and asked why I had it on display.

What Happens on Tinder Doesn't Stay on Tinder

October 21, 2015 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Dating, Humor, Life In Your 20's, Social Media

I’m a passive participant on the dating scene. What that means is (at least by my definition), I maintain several dating profiles, but I rarely message anyone unless they’re Aphrodite incarnate. Still, I won’t deny you can find me swiping right and left late at night.

However, if someone messages me, I tend to respond. Unless you show red flags or resemble a bore.

Water...Is Not a Basic Right?

April 01, 2015 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

This weekend my friend and I went out. As is the millennial way, we pregamed. The goal is always to buy one drink if we have to buy a drink at all. I’m always comforted to find non-grad student friends that share this outlook.

However, I will ask for water when out. This is for both hangover prevention and I want to have something in my hand while I pretend that I know how to dance (hey, it’s one less limb I have to coordinate). I always tip for water, though, because I understand that’s what makes the bartender go round.

This weekend that did not work out so well.

For the Love of Sunday Brunch & 16 Things Bound To Happen

January 07, 2015 by astoldoverbrunch in Guest Post, Leisure, Life In Your 20's

By Sonya Matejko from Single Strides* *Guest post. Contact AsToldOverBrunch@gmail.com if you are interested in guest posting.

Imagine: It’s a Sunday morning; you crawl out from under the covers and curse at yourself for not lowering the blinds before you fell asleep. You search all over your bed for your phone (the one you swear you’re going to start putting elsewhere before bedtime). After a brief moment of thinking you lost it, you find it underneath the monopoly of pillows. You blink your eyes open to adjust to the screen and read the messages left for you. You either breathe a sigh of relief, or you quickly delete any proof of illegible texts (because somehow this means they never happened).

You stretch out and suddenly realize it’s like you’ve never been more dehydrated in your entire life. You look towards the door that is just footsteps away from the kitchen… and after 10 seconds of deliberation you decide it’s just too far. You glance at the clock again and debate how long you have until you have to rinse the smoke-smell out of your hair to make it to brunch. You think about making an excuse, but then you think about that smoked salmon benedict oozing with hollandaise sauce and the mimosa that is sure to cure your dehydration. The motivation makes you rise only 10 minutes later than you should have and on begins the process to your favorite occasion with the most likely of contexts:

What 3 traits do you value most in people?

September 24, 2014 by Sara Woznicki in Leisure, Life In Your 20's, life lessons, Sara's Column, Tweets and Mascara

So a few weeks ago my sister came to visit, and I volunteered to make us dinner one night. We went grocery shopping, bought our supplies and an entire box of wine. Successful girl's night in the making, right? So I (well, let's be honest, it was probably more so her) cooked dinner, and then invited Cazey over. And then we drank.

Most people, when they drink, get drunk and dance, or cry, or bitch about relationships, or bitch about being single, or any combination of the above. But not Cazey and my sister. Nay, they debate politics, recite history, predict future economies, and engage in other deep philosophical discussions.