My parents didn’t drink at all, but they were obliged to entertain, so they had a well-stocked bar.
At some point it seems there was something of a Mad Men vibe going on. I don’t know where they got this corkscrew, or when, or how. It’s not really their style. Even as a young child I found it unsettlingly sexist—without quite knowing what sexism was— and yet amusing. I can only imagine the bad puns that went sailing over my naive little head. I now own this corkscrew. Is that bad? I don’t know if this thing is awesome or aweful. Or awefulsome.