Saturday, March 12, 2011

Riding the Kentucky Mule

Recently I've fallen in love with ginger and Elton John's early 1970's recordings. Both have a changed my life. I avoided Elton John for most of my life because he sang "Nikita" and seemed more concerned with fashion and being a knight than music.

I never used ginger in the kitchen because I'm a son the Great Plains and ginger (especially in root form) would be considered to exotic for a Kansan's taste buds.

Now I'm trying everything with ginger in it. I'm especially into ginger beer, which is an invigorating, quenching, smooth drink. If you've never tried ginger beer, try the one brewed by The Ginger People. If you want to take ginger beer to the next level try it in the following cocktail:

Kentucky Mule



Ingredients:
  • 1 1/2 ounces of whiskey
  • ginger beer
  • splash of lime juice
  • wedge of lime or lemon
Preparation:
  • Fill glass with ice, add bourbon, dance a gig, top off with ginger beer, whistle, splash drink with lime juice, and garnish. Sip and count your blessings.
with a pirate's smile,
muddywaters

Friday, March 11, 2011

Drink Locally

What do Bud Lite and making love in a canoe have in common?

Both are fucking near water.


We just finished watching the documentary Beer Wars. In addition to producing subpar beer, it seems Anheuser-Busch engages in some insidious tactics to squash small brewers.

Mr. Crankypants isn't very happy about this. In fact, right after watching the documentary, he armed himself with a tiki torch and pitchfork, ready to storm Anheuser-Busch's lair. I told him to relax, and then he mumbled something about that being a pitiful battle cry when dealing with calculating, corporate fucks.

I told him that there will always be corporate fucks out there doing anything to make a buck, and that it's counterproductive to get angry. I told him to stick the tiki torch in the back yard, light it, and we'd lounge in the back yard enjoying a few beers from local brewers who love beer more than they love money.

And that's how we ended up on a Friday afternoon enjoying beers from two Kansas brewers: Free State and Tallgrass Brewing.

drink locally,
muddywaters
PS: Mr. Crankypants also wondered why any one would want to drink a beer brewed by some Missouri pukes.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

The Best Fortune EVER!!

In my youth I cracked open fortune cookies with an exuberance that is now reserved for beer, bourbon, bacon, and beans. My enthusiasm was rooted in the hope that the factory-generated fortunes would materialize, and we all know the folly in this thinking. After awhile I started leaving my fortune cookies untouched.

Last week I received a fortune that rekindled my enthusiasm for fortune cookies. The fortune read:


It is better to have beans and bacon in peace than cake and ale in fear.

I realize it's more wisdom than fortune, but I need this sort of Jujitsu (I know I'm mixing my Asian cultures) for the soul.

I look forward to allowing more fortunes into my life.

wherever you go, go with a full heart,
muddy

PS: I wish I could get a job writing fortunes.