Posts tagged drink
Posts tagged drink
Never refuse to do a kindness unless the act would work great injury to yourself, and never refuse to take a drink- under any circumstances.
“The real drinking man still bites the neck of the bottle, tips her down chugalug and watches the hair grow on his chest as he touches the stratosphere without motors.”
This is the best kind of website. Single use and about booze.
I consider this essential reading.
Pretty much.
I super don’t even need to read this article…
I don’t even care if it’s a lie.
This is relevant to my interests.
Weekends are for splurging.
Kudos to Sarah Lohman of Four Pounds Flour for posting this graph “from The Alcoholic Republic: An American Tradition by W.J. Rorabaugh, an analysis of how totally trashed we were in Colonial times”. Sometimes the past was more fun. FIVE GALLONS!
By the way, I will be keeping an eye on her blog tomorrow, and you should too:
“Tomorrow, I plan to drink the quantity of alcohol commonly consumed during the course of an average day in Colonial America. I plan to imbibe beverages appropriate to the time period: bitters, hard cider, brandy, whiskey and rum; served up in period appropriate drinks. And I’m going to follow the schedule of a Colonial drinker, from an “eye-opener” before breakfast, to a tankard of hard cider beside the fire at night.”
It’s cider time. When I was growing up, my dad made beer and wine in our basement, and as I got into imbibing in college, it was always something I wanted to give a try. I figured that cider would be an easy place to start, and there are a lot of resources online for beginners as well as a homebrew store up the street. If all goes well, this batch should be done in a few weeks!
My very-DC answer to the earthquake yesterday was to take advantage of my federal government work release to hit a happy hour (at the Willard Hotel, birthplace of the julep!).
The Metro home was packed so I had to take the bus, and the “damage” at my apartment was actually a little more than I thought it would be. Still most of it was just stuff moving around and falling:
Wah-wah.
It was pretty cool to see the helicopter circling the Washington Monument though. And now it’s closed indefinitely because of cracks. One of the funniest things was that the tourists were visibly pissed while the federal employees were pretty sanguine. Seemed counter-intuitive until I realized that the former were paying to be in a shut-down city while the latter were going to be paid to go home.
Earthquakes are fun!
Breaking news from Gallup!
This is going to need to be made before the summer is over. Or is it more of a Fall drink? Either way, get in my belly.
In 1674, a group of London women grew angry with their husbands for spending so much time at coffeehouses (often in an attempt to sober up after the pub), and published a pamphlet warning that the beverage would make them impotent. The men fought back with a competing pamphlet claiming that coffee actually added a “spiritualescency to the Sperme.” In 1679, French doctors blasted coffee, because it “disaccustom[ed] people from the enjoyment of wine.
From “Café or Nay?” By Christie Aschwanden, an historical view of the debate surrounding coffee’s healthiness.
The quote about the Sperme is from “The Men’s Answer to the Women’s Petition Against Coffee,” which is reprinted in part on my favorite coffee mug. Those poor men argue that “the truth is, coffee rather assists us for your nocturnal benevolencies, by drying up those crude flatulent humors, which otherwise would make us only flash in the pan.” The question is: when will modern medicine likewise discover coffee’s unique power to eradicate the sleep-fart?

Ebony
1967 Vol. 22, No. 10
“Bridge club” is a really bad cover story for your alcoholism, Nancy.