boozy tender_square the waiter recommended the toffee blondie for dessert and so i bit. when it arrived at the table, he poured a small pitcher of hot caramel with a flourish. i scooped a spoonful and there was something strong i couldn't place: it was alcohol. the sauce was laden with bourbon, a taste i hadn't had on my tongue in eight years. the panic set in: had i ruined my sobriety? 221112 what's it to you? who go blather from