[The Inimitable Lady Semp]

This weekend was a weekend of firsts for me. One of those firsts? I tried the JD version of Fireball. Much smoother than Fireball, and I might buy it for myself.

[Dr. Jezebel]

I had fruity cocktails for the first time last night! I know the stereotype is that beers are manly & fruity cocktails are girly, but I've always chosen hard liquor and dark beers.

I was surprised at how much I actually enjoyed the frou-frou drinks.

[WalrusWrangler]

(12-30-2017, 12:39 AM)leo the lamb Wrote: I had kind of a scary thought today. What if I died, and my mom came into my room and discovered, amidst the spectacular unrelated clutter, a bunch of empty and half-empty wine, whisky and vodka bottles.. then used it as clear proof (see what I did there?) that God decided to cut my life short before I could become totally lost to the depravity of the world. I suspect a few of my siblings would allow themselves to be dragged deep into the fundy abyss, a couple of them might drink themselves sick, and maybe, hopefully, one or two would see through the bs once and for all. Sheesh, if only I could die in peace, hypothetically speaking. Or rather to say, leave my family in peace. I still have hope that it will all work out for the better, though, for all of us. Who knows, my mother may even drink alcohol someday (she did sip champagne on her wedding day (and I seem to recall seeing the look of conflicted guilt on her face in the photo)).

I've had similar thoughts, though a little less morbid. I've considered how I would handle the situation where my parents or someone pops in while I have beer in the fridge. It's a bit easy for me, though, because my family and fundy friends live hours away, and they've never shown up unexpectedly. I'll cross that bridge when need be. As it is I can drink freely and publicly in Raleigh since no one who cares lives here.

My biggest concern is the grief it would cause my mom. She would worry about me going too far, getting addicted, or being in a bad place at a bad time. I don't completely blame her. She and especially my dad used to drink in an unhealthy way, and her dad was a useless alcoholic and a mean drunk. My uncle is still a drunk who can barely hold down a job. My parents don't have a baseline for responsible drinking. I could potentially be that for them, but I don't think it would work, and it likely wouldn't be worth the grief it would cost.

[WalrusWrangler]

(01-01-2018, 04:15 PM)Dr. Jezebel Wrote: I had fruity cocktails for the first time last night! I know the stereotype is that beers are manly & fruity cocktails are girly, but I've always chosen hard liquor and dark beers.

I was surprised at how much I actually enjoyed the frou-frou drinks.

I enjoy those. I think they taste better than most beer and liquor, but I prefer the experience of beer and whisky and such. It's a similar thing to coffee with me. Even though syrupy lattes taste better, I mostly prefer plain coffee with maybe a little creme.

[leo the lamb]

I bought a bottle of Samuel Smith's organic cider and am really enjoying it. It's milder than other hard ciders - less alcohol taste despite the standard 5% content, neither too sweet nor too tart; just very drinkable. The large can of Mike's 8% orange soda was not so pleasant.

I've discovered that the first thing to go when I start to drink alcohol is the connection between my brain and my knees. I'm walking or standing, and one of my knees randomly decides to buckle ever so slightly. I wonder if anyone will notice.

[WalrusWrangler]

I've never had enough to be drunk. Once I ordered a martini from a Mexican restaurant, and they brought both the glass and the mixer. I didn't like it since it was made with tequila (and I've since learned that I don't care for tequila), but I kept drinking and pouring more since I had paid for it. After a bit I started feeling fuzzy headed. I could still think, but I was sluggish. I stopped drinking then. Around half an hour and a burrito later I felt fine.

[Workin' Mama]

I can relate, WW. I don't think I'd make a good drunk. Over the holidays I was visiting some friends and had a small amount (less than half a cup) of some really strong, dark, dry red wine. I'm used to drinking a very small amount of wine on a regular basis, but this stuff was stronger than what I'm used to. Also I drank it fairly quickly on an empty stomach. Anyways, I got this weird little fuzzy headache and I felt tired. That was it. I didn't feel any kind of buzz or silliness or lack of inhibition. Just felt like I'd worked all night and needed some sleep or something. Yuck. I could get that feeling by, um, working all night. No substances necessary, just a long shift at the local ER during the wee hours.

[leo the lamb]

I discovered some Idaho huckleberry mead in the liquor store, there in the center among other non-distilled offerings. I think it's the same stuff I was trying to google a while ago. It's quite sweet, and quite tasty, and will be another recurring purchase. On Fridays I hit the laundromat after work to do my work clothes, and the liquor store is practically next door. Next to that is a Mexican restaurant that has cheap but substantial fish tacos, and across the street is Fred Meyer where I buy my favorite wine. I think I could actually do well in the city (as long as I could escape to wild places).

[Miss TTU Runner-Up]

I enjoy the various combinations of flavors in cocktails. I had one in Atlanta one time that was called something like White Trash Champagne. One ingredient was elder flower liqueur. It was really good. We figured out how to replicate it for my birthday one year.

[The Inimitable Lady Semp]

(01-29-2018, 12:34 AM)Miss TTU Runner-Up Wrote: I enjoy the various combinations of flavors in cocktails.  I had one in Atlanta one time that was called something like White Trash Champagne.  One ingredient was elder flower liqueur.  It was really good.  We figured out how to replicate it for my birthday one year.

Elder flower liqueur?  Never heard of such a thing.  TELL US THE RECIPE!