Friends, today we salute the drink half-finished. Waiting patiently without needs or desires, it exists for our benefit, be it to quench a dry throat, to provide a moment’s respite from a conversation, or simply to flow delicately into our mouths in each delicious sip. To say that the glass is half-empty or half-full does not give it the justice the drink truly deserves, for even when consumed, it lives on inside of us, purified by our livers, incorporated into our cells, and eventually consumed once again. My dear companion, I raise my glass to you.