Meh, rum is for pirates. Now if I want a liquor for mixers, Tito's is where it's at. One of the cheapest, yet smoothest vodkas you can find. A fraction of the price of Grey Goose, without the funky afteetaste of Belvidere.
Titos also loves polluting Austin. Titos is ok if you drink it neat, but mixing it you can't tell. And that's where I take issue, because if I wanted a mixed drink where I couldn't taste the alcohol I'd just stick with everclear (cheaper anyway). The alcohol needs to add something to the drink; you need to be able to taste it. For that reason, Russian Standard is my choice of vodka for mixed drinks.
You guys can keep your liquor. It's brew day, here, and the house smells like grains and hops. Delicious.
Instead of being useful, productive, happy, I've been obsessing over holiday menus. Thanksgiving I am going to brine a turkey in holiday spices and beer, then fry that mother fucker. Next day, I am taking some hamhocks, simmering them for 2 hours in a court boullion of herbs, garlic, onions, beer, then with all that leftover turkey fryer oil still ready to go (and skimmed clean), fry the hocks until the skin is as crispy as a pork rind. Serve that with braised red cabbage and a warm potato salad. Oh, and more beer. Next few days will see all things leftovers. Turkey tchoupitoulas, a creole hash with sausage and potatoes smothered in Bernaise sauce. Turkey sandwiches. Turkey Tetrazzini, cream sauce with mushrooms and cheese and herbs. Turkey and dumpling soup. That's just Thanksgiving. Christmas will see the feuerzagenbowle, terrines, prime rib, probably a grilled lobster, feast of the seven fishes, Gigondas wine, and cheap champagne. Because I hate expensive champagne. Goddammit. I need a cigarette and a kleenex now. Tell me more. In pornographic detail. How wet and moist is your mash? I want to see your lauter tun squirt water all over.
Went to a tequila bar downtown on Friday night. It was pretty cool. They pride themselves on not carrying any normal trendy tequilas or any shit brands.(Sauza, Cuervo, Patron, etc.) It was all small batch stuff and a tremendous assortment of mezcal. I drank mezcal all night. I had a mezcal and epizote tonic with mashed mint leaves. Phenomenal.
Talking to a friend the other day, I mentioned that I had treated myself to a nice bottle of tequila for about $100. Her response? "Why?" I'm still deeply saddened. Apparently the only tequila that exists in this poor girl's world is slammed down by the half dozen with some salt and lemon. A common and poor misconception.
I will always have an undying love for tequila because it was the first booze that I got drunk with. Even though it has time-to-time nuked my various digestive linings I haven't been turned off by it. I haven't tried a wide variety of brands but Gila is my favourite. Very smooth and very cheap at American Duty-Free.
Maybe it's just my unrefined pallet or that I don't have the money for that kind of thing, but I kinda think the same thing when I hear about people buying really expensive bottles. I mean, there are obviously different levels of quality in alcohol, but could I tell the difference simply by taste between a $100 bottle and a $300 bottle? Nope. Plus I drink liquor to get smashed so Same thing with expensive clothes. I have a friend who was bragging to me about his $900 shoes. Now, I own a pair of shoes that ran me $300, I like nice things too but I can not fucking fathom where the $600 difference in quality came from. I have a theory that after a certain point you aren't spending money for quality or even brand name, you're spending an exorbitant amount of money just to say that you spent that much money on that thing. Anyways, I'm turning this weekend into a mini-bender. I needed this after this last month of work being surrounded by people who are up their own ass with rules and regulations, I can finally go back to my job. Spending the night watching football alone though because my drinking buddy bailed on me so I'm gonna watch some games, get drunk and then walk around town and explore in the night.
Jesus. I just ate and I'm starving again. edit re: expensive things I shop at all ends of the spectrum for pretty much everything except shoes, bras, liquor, and meat. I just bought a pair of dresses from Ross for under $30 and they're banging. The fabric isn't super awesome, in that it doesn't feel luxurious the way other more expensive fabrics do, but it isn't irritating, which is what I take into consideration when I shop. Oh, and I don't scrimp on workout clothes. They're my office attire, and I wear them 6 days a week, so I don't mind spending the money. Cheap shoes hurt the feet. Cheap liquor hurts the head. Cheap bras itch and don't fit. Cheap meat isn't delicious.
Why are guys discussing how much their shoes cost with other guys. Of all the things that I imagine men talking about when they are hanging out, that is just not one of them. I'm recovering from a bachelorette weekend that ended last night at 3:30 at the titty bar. It was refreshing that none of the dancers had bolt ons. Congrats Angel! I am sure you were a gorgeous bride.
Pardon my ignorance, but what do you mean by bolt ons? I have to go grocery shopping today but I just remembered I have some German beer in the fridge...ah priorities.
We have to buy furniture when we move. We've never bought a couch together or anything like that and...we definitely need to buy living room furniture...otherwise the house is going to be mighty empty. That said...how in God's name does anyone make a decision on that stuff? We keep looking and discussing and it's just...we are no where NEAR close to deciding what to buy. Bolt Ons are fake boobs.
If you figure out the furniture thing, please let me know. I have been waiting for 3 weeks just to get some swatches sent to me. Then there are a myriad of other decisions. Part of me is thinking that the old old old sofa that seems to collect dog hair isn't so bad anymore. Even more frustrating is how hard it is to actually see most quality furniture you are interested in in person anymore.
Yes. And the stupid couches come with the goddamn UGLIEST throw pillows. I want leather and if I had it my way it would be white - but The Husband hates white furniture, so instead I want to go with a brown leather and he's...sigh. He's wanting some kind of old lady looking sectional thing that I absolutely cannot love or embrace. We're going to move into our house with beds, tvs, and no furniture.
We are doing brown leather too. And rather than fear of it being old ladyish I am concerned it will be fraternity housish. I can't do white, 2 people and 3 dogs, it would be a mess pretty quickly.
My Guy wants a sectional. In like Taupe or something. That's going to look like a waiting room. Ugh. No thanks. If I can talk him into white leather that we can clean...but no. He is at an absolute NO WAY. Ashley Home has a teak leather that is kind of mottled and not all the same color...and I really like it. And it doesn't look frat boyish. But I have to convince The Husband. Cloth sofas are for people who don't have pets or kids. My kids and my dog would destrominate (they did destrominate) a cloth couch in a matter of a month.
I always describe bolt ons as taking a grapefruit, cutting it in half, then putting them on a woman's chest. They just look really fake and don't particularly look like they fit the woman's body type. Something like this: Spoiler Or this: Spoiler And this I don't know what I'd call it, except hideous: Spoiler I had a hard time finding really good pictures as when I typed in bolt-ons, I got lots of pictures of Usain Bolt. I could post those if you want.