Drinking, like so many of those other "Ok for some, but not for others" type things is always a topic of conversation among we folks dealing with epilepsy. I do not drink, largely because I knew of a grandfather on my mom's side who died quite young in a matter having todo with alcoholism. But then, too much caffeine can get me first banging away at the head, then dizzy, then down on the floor from a seizure. Over the years I've tried to give it up, and am doing well. But then, do I miss the taste of a well-brewed cup of fresh coffee, especially here in New York.