You Ain’t Got the Stones

I don’t expect it’s any secret that I enjoy an adult beverage or 7. And while vin rouge is my true poison, I do loves me a nice whiskey. Frequently.

This brings up two intertwined issues. One: I enjoy whiskey at an ever so slightly cool temperature, and two: I enjoy whiskey neat.

The simple […]

Itsh time for shome shcotch!

Hey, you! Yes, you! What’s that you’re drinking there? Does it simultaneously taste like fine, malted barley and smoked ham? If yes, then I like the cut of your jib. If no, then I must ask, why the hell not? Surely there can be no more gentlemanly a combination than a fine scotch and a […]