I've got a fun story. I don't remember how young I was exactly but I believe I was somewhere between 5 and 8 years old, walking home from school. I had almost gotten there when I noticed some guys hanging out on their porch. I didn't really mind them much and was about to continue walking when one of them called me over. When I went over, they asked me if I wanted some of their beer. I had no idea what alcohol was at the time but I was interested enough so I tried it. He gave me the bottle he had in his hand, I drank it, spat it out and promptly screamed out, "THIS TASTES LIKE PISS!" They laughed at me and told me something along the lines of, "that'll teach you not to drink until your older!" I took their words to heart and not only did I not drink until I was 21. I actively avoided any kind of alcohol. A fun little story in a story. My sisters, at one point, were drinking vanilla extract straight and asked me if I wanted some. I looked at the bottle and saw that it had alcohol in it and told them that I hate alcohol. They tried pressuring me but I told them that I wont drink this no matter what. A little while later, they came in with some cookies and laughed when I ate them. That's how I learned vanilla extract was used to make cookies. Back to the main story though, when I finally turned 21, My oldest sister decided she wanted to get me some light alcohol. I was not keen on the idea but I was old enough now that I wouldn't let things like bad memories get to me. She poured me a cup and I drank it and it was disgusting. To me, the taste of alcohol is way to distinct and strong. I can pretty much always taste it so long as it isn't super diluted. I bring up the distict taste because there was something else I noted when I tried that alcohol. "This doesn't taste like piss....."