I have a confession to do. A grave.
I have identity issues.
I DON'T LIKE VODKA (ANYMORE).
I drank vodka for very short time, between age of 17 and 19.
I had no problems with it's taste, I could drink it warm and pure, like it was in genes.
But after n-th case of major puking when I overdid, something "flipped" in my brain, and since then I just could not even stand smelling vodka without instant wave of nausea.
I can drink whiskey, gin, rum, whatever, but enjoying vodka is a no-go for me, gone, locked in the past.