Despite my dad's best efforts at making me an alcoholic ("allowed" me to sip his beer and whiskey at around 5 years old+, "awl, isn't that cute?"), I don't particularly care for the stuff. Similar to Kimberly, I don't mind the taste of some of it - beer is OK, and some wines - but I don't like the FEELING from it. I'm too messed up already to be playing with my brain functions, lol. The idea of being "out of control" or lowering my inhibitions is terrifying to me. Heck, it might even be TS-related, as I've always monitored myself for fear My Big Secret might be showing... that some slip up, some mannerism, some gesture might it give it away. The LAST thing I'd want to do is lower my inhibitions and "be myself."
So I'll drink the toasts at weddings, and have maybe have a glass of wine after dinner once every 6 six months... but that's it.