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spnited said:
Defiling Grey Goose with anything other than ice should be considered a first-degree felony.
You can add Scotch to that list. If it's a blended, ice with a splash of water if fine. I

If it's a single malt, NEAT. No ice. No water.

One of my kids drinks Crown Royal & Coke. I told him I was going to disown him.
 
JR said:
spnited said:
Defiling Grey Goose with anything other than ice should be considered a first-degree felony.
You can add Scotch to that list. If it's a blended, ice with a splash of water if fine. I

If it's a single malt, NEAT. No ice. No water.

One of my kids drinks Crown Royal & Coke. I told him I was going to disown him.

As I noted earlier, I am strictly a beer drinker but I don't mind the odd rye and ginger ale. Yes, JR, I know that makes me a philistine. :)
 
When I was growing up, all my parents, aunts, uncles etc. drank nothing but rye and ginger whenever there was a fammily gathering. The smell alone was so repulsive that my sisters and I swore we'd never drink.

That, of course, was before we discovered vodka.
 
JR said:
spnited said:
Defiling Grey Goose with anything other than ice should be considered a first-degree felony.
You can add Scotch to that list. If it's a blended, ice with a splash of water if fine. I

If it's a single malt, NEAT. No ice. No water.

One of my kids drinks Crown Royal & Coke. I told him I was going to disown him.

I take my Glenlivet on the rocks thank you very much. And a twist.
 
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albert77 said:
I was a beer person during my drinking days (now more than five years in the rearview mirror), but when I had a mixed one, it was almost always a Bloody Mary, and I liked to mix my own, rather than the storebought.

1 large can of V8 juice
liberal dash of celery salt
liberal dash of garlic powder
2-3 shots of lemon juice
Tabasco sauce to taste (a whole lot for me)

seems like you're missing a key ingredient
 
spnited said:
When I was growing up, all my parents, aunts, uncles etc. drank nothing but rye and ginger whenever there was a fammily gathering. The smell alone was so repulsive that my sisters and I swore we'd never drink.

That, of course, was before we discovered vodka.

Sounds like my family. Must be a generational thing. At family gatherings my great aunts and uncles with sitting around knocking down rye base "highballs" and smoking Lucky Strikes.

I'm with you spnited-- Grey Goose on the rocks - no garnish.We'll knock back a few one day and discusss the glory days of The Garden.
 
leo1 said:
albert77 said:
I was a beer person during my drinking days (now more than five years in the rearview mirror), but when I had a mixed one, it was almost always a Bloody Mary, and I liked to mix my own, rather than the storebought.

1 large can of V8 juice
liberal dash of celery salt
liberal dash of garlic powder
2-3 shots of lemon juice
Tabasco sauce to taste (a whole lot for me)

seems like you're missing a key ingredient

You mean the vodka? Two jiggers in a tall glass, add mix, a celery stalk or a whole green bean (it's a Southern thang), stir well. Oh, and I forgot the Worchestershire sauce.
 
Upon further review, and upon my wife Alice discovering an amazing bargain at Costco, we shall toast the Yuletide with the Widow -- Veuve Cliquot Brut champagne to be precise.
Champagne is not a mixed drink. It is a miracle.
 
spnited said:
When I was growing up, all my parents, aunts, uncles etc. drank nothing but rye and ginger whenever there was a fammily gathering. The smell alone was so repulsive that my sisters and I swore we'd never drink.
That's why I can't drink it. My parents drank it and I drank it till I was about 23 or 24. Now the smell makes me want to hurl.
 
As boom said, JR, must be a generational thing. Our parents/relatives drinking high balls and smoking non-filter cigarettes in the 50s and 60s.
 
Boom_70 said:
spnited said:
When I was growing up, all my parents, aunts, uncles etc. drank nothing but rye and ginger whenever there was a fammily gathering. The smell alone was so repulsive that my sisters and I swore we'd never drink.

That, of course, was before we discovered vodka.

Sounds like my family. Must be a generational thing. At family gatherings my great aunts and uncles with sitting around knocking down rye base "highballs" and smoking Lucky Strikes.

I'm with you spnited-- Grey Goose on the rocks - no garnish.We'll knock back a few one day and discusss the glory days of The Garden.


Ah, the glory days of the Holiday Festival, the real NIT and the Knicks winning championships.
The youngsters will have no idea what we're talking about.
 
Michael_ Gee said:
Upon further review, and upon my wife Alice discovering an amazing bargain at Costco, we shall toast the Yuletide with the Widow -- Veuve Cliquot Brut champagne to be precise.
Champagne is not a mixed drink. It is a miracle.

Not a fan of mimosos, eh?
 
spnited said:
As boom said, JR, must be a generational thing. Our parents/relatives drinking high balls and smoking non-filter cigarettes in the 50s and 60s.

I used to take an annual shark fishing trip out of Montauk Long Island- Hotel we stayed at was a real salty dog place that made their own Rye. It was like drinking with a bunch of Captain Quints. Place was called the Montauket.
 
Crown and diet coke is tremendous. All of the old Ukrainians where I grew up would drink Crown and Coke and the call for a refill was "Dabbles, Dabbles"

My harder drinking days had me as a Stolis and soda with a twist of lime.

Stolis was also the only vodka that I would drink straight.

Yum.
 
JR said:
The Big Ragu said:
JR said:
Oh, and I don't know if this qualifies as a "mixed drink" or not but Irish Car Bombs: Christmas in a glass.

We used to drink those in college and in my 20s. I haven't had one in a while, because I just get the feeling I am too old for ordering one of those in public, and going through the spectacle, but that is real goodness right there.
I drink 'em in public and I'm almost old enough to be your father.

I love a good car bomb, but I won't drop the glass in. Same thing with Yagah Bombs. I've poured it in ever since my ex-bartender buddy watched me take one and said, "You know, you're drinking everything on the bar when you do that."
 

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