I’ve gotten a lot of e-mail along these lines in response this post:
Why am I unsurprised that you married into a family that owns a liquor store?
Wise man, wise man.
Ah yes, I really lucked out. My brother-in-law actually owns several liquor stores. Alas, they’re four time zones away and just south of the Arctic Circle, but beyond that small inconvenience, I’m stoked.
I’m lucky for my in-laws in many ways, but easy access to firewater isn’t at the top of the list.