A friend worked for a Western Wear store owned and pretty much staffed by members of an extended Hispanic family. After closing for the day, they'd all head for a dive bar across the street (the kind you had to be "buzzed" into & that beat cops would drop in to get a quick beer on patrol). They invariably would do shots of Tequila & invite me to join - I'd decline (they'd had practice & could put them away repeatedly). I stopped them by saying, "OK, but only if you do a shot of my choosing". The elder son asked what it was & I said, "Vodka". The response was, "EEWWW, you drink that stuff?", in a way that was like it was too strong for them. I wish I had known about Malört then, but I probably would have gotten a beating if I got them to try it.