Cutting to the chase: I’m fine, physically. The rest of the story is being written one day at a time.
Let's not forget that too much of this stuff is bad for us. We all get to set our own limits, but it was troubling to be reminded recently that some have no limits at all.
I don’t think I’m important enough to matter, but there are times where I really don’t want to play Kingmaker and cast a bolt of judgment from a place of ignorance.
They just don’t seem to let up, do they? I like Hendrick’s, but I don’t like what all of these things represent.
Another New Year’s Eve has come and gone. Drink-wise, are we going to do it the same way in another 12 months?
Sure, it’s known as an obnoxious party liquor for frat boys and metalheads. But it wasn’t always that way!
Spirit Animal has been around for the better part of seven years now. What happens when an author looks back at his older takes?
R. Kelly once said that age was just a number. Surprise: that mindset didn’t work out for him so well!
The age has dawned in which we can get robots to write for us. What does this mean for liquor blogs like this one? Well, there’s good news, and there’s bad news.
Would the world be better if we could just buy the stuff we like without all of the bells and whistles? Today, we dig into whether that super fancy bottle brings anything to the experience. (Spoiler: I think it does.)
Some quick thoughts today about Bourbon prices, at least for a few brands, spiking catastrophically.
All bourbon is American Whiskey, but many are unaware that not all American Whiskey is bourbon. Learn more about this oddball category!
More canned cocktails! Aren’t we blessed? Well, maybe the market is better with one of these two ready-made drinks in it, but certainly not the other.
I wanted to write about a cocktail that’s always bothered me, because it’s really pretty dumb. That’s it: that’s the tagline.
Two more cocktails today, friends. Surprises, both! If you’ve ever wanted to get in touch with your inner trashy Jersey woo girl, read on.
A quick twofer today of canned treats: I review is Bacardi’s Rum Punch and the fancy Aurora Highball from Death and Co.
This comes up every now and again. I don’t only drink spirits, but there are a few reasons why I write about spirits to the exclusion of other beverages.
Jack Daniels is a bourbon. I think the whole “Tennessee Whiskey” thing is stupid, and I’d love to tell you why.
The canned cocktail landscape is inconsistent, to put it lightly. Here, we start off a semi-regular series by sorting the good from the bad.
What if I told you that so much of what you might think is “Japanese whisky” is outright fake? And for what’s actually legitimate, why is it worth so much? How did we get here? I do my best to give you a solid primer.