I like Groucho Marx*, I like the art of the drink, and I like the science that goes into that art.
*Not Groucho's emotional distancy or womanizing, though.
Location: Somewhere, slyly, cracking wise wryly
Favorite foods: A good burg served with good toppings, good fries, and a better salad; my grandmother's pizza recipe; red peppers; grilled chicken; burritos with sous vide chicken, spice, tomato, garlic, onion, and avacado.
Last bite on earth: The hand of my doctor when they try and take my drink away (the resultant exertion being what finally boots my sorry rear through death's door).