Great topic--as for films, I'll have to think a bit more, but one of my real-life favorite drinking scenes is in winter, around the holidays, sitting at our kitchen table in the afternoon, with the low light coming through the window behind me, warming my shoulders as I drink, say, a porter, and look through seed catalogs for next year's garden, one of my kids every so often be-bopping in to say something. I'm in heaven as long as this "scene" lasts, but soon enough responsibilities take over again....