Warm weather and Old Fashioneds:
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Now that is a picnic!
After Thursday night I don’t think I’ll drink ever again. Wait! Is that Maker’s Mark? I’ve changed my mind.
If you don’t believe in open carry of Maker’s Mark, you are a traitor to gun rights and as bad as MADD itself.
Makers’ is good. Try one with Bulleitt Frontier Whiskey sometime. Might change your mind, but only if you savor caramel, vanilla, & a hint of oak.
If you have to drink bourbon instead of real whisky (I prefer a Islay single-malt), then Elijah Craig is … acceptable.
Simply beautiful. Too bad I’m at work for another 7 hours…
“Don’t be ridiculous; what could go wrong with an Old-Fashioned??”
That there is what a person should take when suffering from a bad cold; it doesn’t cure it, but it makes it easier to handle.
While you are at it, plant some mint in the yard, and next time it could be juleps.
Looks like what I do when I have Bad Weather. 14 inches of snow in the Driveway by Friday night this latest go round, so it’s a little Beam, some snacks, a little more Beam……have to have that AntiFreeze in the Blood up in the North, you know.
Visited the Maker’s Mark distillery a couple of months ago. Neat place. They really do hand dip the wax on each bottle. You buy a bottle of Maker’s and hand dip it yourself if you want. Pretty cool place. It’s on the National Historic Register.
Your countertops are lovely.
rickn8or Says:
March 13th, 2011 at 2:17 am
“Don’t be ridiculous; what could go wrong with an Old-Fashioned??”
LOL. I thought I was the only one who thought of Jim Backus, Mickey Rooney, and Buddy Hackett every time someone mentions an Old Fashioned. “Now get back there and make us some Old Fashions…And don’t make ’em so sweet this time!” I love the cut to the ground crew prepping for the crash landing…Three Stooges in firefighter gear. No lines. No pratfalls, just a hint of the mayhem that could possibly ensue. Hilarious.