Looks great! While I reached my quota in my mid-twenties and now abstain from alcohol - I would certainly slurp up all that Calamansi juice, minus The Queen's Tears, of course!
I think I've mentioned it before but I grow, what I call, Calamondins - which turned out, upon further research, to be the exact same species as Calamansi. For some reason, when they first began to be imported to the US (I believe at least partially through the effort of David Fairchild as two of the original imported specimens still grow, AFAIK, on the property of the Vizcaya estate - the former home of Fairchild's friend, James Deering, of the Deering-McCormick-International Harvester fortune) the name "Calamondin" stuck in this small regional bubble. Now that the rest of the world seems to call them "Calamansi," we down here in South Florida just sound like a bunch of weirdos.
I've eaten these things my whole life as my parents also had a tree due to their home being built by another local horticulturist, who I also believe was friends with Mr. Fairchild and likely also received a specimen from that original import - and if you don't know, let me tell you - they are very, very tart! Tart may even be an understatement. Sour might be more accurate. But here's the thing - I recently discovered that, unlike mandarins that have the majority of their sweetness and acidity nicely balanced within the meat of the fruit itself, Calamondins (or Calamansi) sequester all of their acidity within the meat and all their sweetness in the peel!!! Since acquiring this knowledge, I now just pop the whole thing in my mouth, peel and all, and it's a much more pleasant and balanced experience than eating the interior on it's own as one would do with the majority of common citrus fruits!