So here’s the deal: I finished off the better part of a bottle of Maker’ Mark fine Kentucky bourbon last night. By myself (and with the aid of a six-pack of club soda). You want answers from me? Wait until tomorrow, when I’ve shaken the corn out of my head.
(Of course, you’re more than welcome to join me for lunch. I’ll be the guy at Taco Bell with the stack of bean burritos piled in front of him.)
Maker’s Mark? Feh. I wouldn’t wash my dog in that stuff, even if I had a dog.
Knob Creek all the way, baybee!
Communist…
Jeez – here I am right in the middle. I still have some Knob Creek in the pantry, but Maker’s Mark is my bourbon of choice (I think it’s the best bourbon you can buy for the price). Friday night we grilled some sirloins, which we first seared in a skillet so we could deglaze it with bourbon for a sauce… I just can’t remember what life was like before bourbon. But heck, I can’t remenber what life was like before the last bottle.
You, sir, are living so many of my weekends…congratulations! I prefer Knob Creek, but firmly believe that MM is the best value for money. So I save until I can’t stand it any more, then buy whichever I can afford.
Lunch? Taco Bell? Bean burritos? Only if we’re outdoors…
live fast, diarrhea.
Let me hasten to add that you, Jeff Goldstien, are a heretic of the first order if you allowed that “club soda” to come into contact with the bourbon. Heathen!
Dear Mr. Fat Guy,
I plead the fifth.
Sincerely,
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Knob Creek fer sippin’. Maker’s Mark fer drinkin’.
Real whiskey is made from barley malt. All else is paint thinner.
Lileks? You again? Are you finishing that book, or are you tossing back bourbon and cruisin’ the blogs?
Not that I diaspprove, mind you.
All bourbon is good, just some is better than others.
If you’re going to indulge in self-abuse, may I suggest a course of action? Forget the bourbon. Skip right over the Tequila and grab yourself a fifth of slivovitz. Yes, slivovitz. Shock to the senses, surefire hangover cause and cleans that nasty hardwater scale right off your shower door. It may very well be the vilest form in which alcohol has manifested itself.
Soju always did it for me. Korean sweet potato liquor. Sore of like vodka, a little sweet, and it always gave me serious gastrointestinal problems the next day.
Jeff,
I think you drank too much beer at Cafe Med in College and made you crazy.
Chuck
-your college roommate.