I couldnt tell much if a difference and we got the shit that was like 50 bucks for 6 oz (had a lot of different ones)
Now on the other hand! You remind me of the time when I took my son, a senior in high school at the time, along with a couple of his friends on a sailing trips down the coast from Monterey Bay to So Cal. We were just rounding Pt Pinos beginning a run down past Big Sur. It was getting quite rough and my son decides it is time to perform for his mates. He stands in the cockpit grabs a line, leans over the side and pukes through his teeth, letting it squirt and drip. God it grossed out the others, one never recovered. I had to call his dad to come get him soon as we made port.
Yeah. Vodka is one of the liquors you always drink With something else. Scotch, you never drink with anything. Not much point in paying for the finest then fuck it up. You need to sniff it, appreciate it, then sip it. You can't do that with Vodka! If you can smell it don't drink it!
Well now that I think of it, some might suggest Scotch can be use to improve the taste of food. Thinking back to a time in Inverness, my son decided he wanted to try Haggis. You can't even buy this stuff in the US so if you want to try it, I think it has to be in Scotland. Well any way, I agreed, we should give it a go. The ladies order a meal but we ordered the Haggis! We got two plates full of that stuff, nothing else but a crowd gathering around. My son went first, shoveled in healthy amount and grinned it down! I was eyeing this pile with a great deal of doubt. The aroma was not attractive either, but I took a bite. Shit! It was awful! I pushed the plate away and told the waiter my opinion. This is awful!!! Ha! He was right there! Along with a larger crowd of grinning Scotsman. He says well it's always well covered with Scotch. Well ok then! Bring the Scotch! We dump some of the stuff he brought on the Haggis and I watched as my son gave it a go. He grinned it down again. Just one small bite and I dropped the spoon! Awful Scotch, Haggis is Awful! Hey! That Scotch didn't improve that Haggis at all! Oh no Yank! Yeah need to drink the Scotch an forget the Haggis! The Scotsman watching nodded with approval. Well then, Glenfiddich please. And out with the Haggis!
Do they still have bongs? When I owned a bong, I'm certain that I never cleaned it, not even once. Was that manly? Who knows, who cares but it was incredibly stupid. Anyhow, that was nearly half a century ago and I was young and in many ways unbelievably stupid. Except in technical matters, I'll bet I was more stupid than you were at the same age and I've got the ex-wife to prove it.
When I was about 18, an older friend took me to a drinking party where I got royally drunk on boilermakers. On the ride home I got sick, very, very, very sick. I didn't want to puke inside the car so I rolled down the window and puked all over the passenger door's outside. God, was the driver pissed. To this day, I hate boilermakers even over half a century ago.
Every single day I hug and kiss my wife of 42 years. I actually have known her for 49 years. We share experiences together like going to the Billy Joel concert in MSG NY this last weekend.
We did that sort of thing back in the early 70's with this guy who was sick on whisky and hash with a resulting hurl onto the windshield of a dudes car behind us. We used to keep the windows up to absorb the smoke. Smelled quite good in there but it caused him to vomit above the speed limit.
When I was in my late teens in the bay 67-69, we drank Red Mountain Burgundy at 1.99 gallon. Moved back to Portland and we would purchase Henry Enries rhubarb vino. 3.99 a gallon.
Some of my best teenage (and early adulthood) memories and stories involve copious amounts of Henry’s rhubarb wine (along with his Loganberry, currant and sour cherry wines also). That guy made someseriosly rockin’ wines. It didn’t hurt that he didn’t seem to understand the concept of checking IDs very closely. No camping trip of my youth was complete without a plentiful supply of Henry’s. The last time I remember buying it was 1980 though I’m not sure when it closed. His son supposedly still lives on the property but isn’t doing any winemaking. Pity........
I hear you! The Loganberry, and currant and something, probably the cherry was what we went there to get. Way back, 50s 60s.
Good Lord, you're not the idiot, I was the idiot. In fact, I was their king. My ex was a former stripper who liked men. Now tell me I wasn't stupid.
I'm not particularly knowledgeable about art but here's a painting that I liked in my first attempt at college. In fact, I, the engineering student, actually parted with some of my precious little money to buy it's print to hang in my dorm room. https://www.bing.com/th?id=OIP.CBLsNuFgCHbL5kWndAQmogHaFt&w=226&h=174&c=7&o=5&dpr=2.5&pid=1.7 It's a Manet known as "a bar at the folies-bergère".
