A few weeks before my 19th birthday, 1990, I was in Athens Greece with some friends. We stopped at a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant that served gyros, souvlaki, and Amstel in giant mugs (I'd guess half liter). When my friends went back for their 3rd mug, I told them I was happy where I was and not sure if I could still walk after another! An hour later, they were throwing up on the beach and I was still happy....