Through most of college my drinks of choice were whiskey sours (when the budget allowed buying liquor instead of Red Dog or Beast). I've had all the right mixers in the house for a week and just poured myself a tall one with Jim Beam black. Boy-o-boy, now that's a tasty drink. And I'm super-glad that the budget can now sustain buying bettter materials than Old Grandad or Old Crow. Now all that's left to do is mix another one and hope that the Flat Tire ales I had at the Saucer tonight don't want to pick a fight with ol' Jim later this evening.
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