gh wrote:one of the few to complete the rare 100-glass days. . . . he was dead of a heart attack before he reached 45.
How can Creationists deny Darwin's findings? The stupid don't survive!
P.S. MJD - if, by sheltered life, you mean being chased out of Libyan airspace by a MIG fighter counts as being sheltered, or if you mean flying at 100 feet over the ocean, north of Iceland, in the dead of winter, in a 20 hour night, in 80 knot winds, tracking a Soviet submarine on missile patrol, 500 miles from the nearest landing strip, then yes, I have been sheltered, but if you mean, I've missed something by not being knee-walking sh*t-faced, then perhaps we have a semantic differential at play here!
Vern wrote:Gin - I tried for the first and last time when I was 16.
That has nothing to do w/ gin itself and everything to do, one suspects, with what you did with it! I haven't had a screwdriver since May of 1965. I still shudder.
A very very young wineturtle and Tom Collins met one fine summer day... blah blah... fast forward to trying to figure out ,thru the haze,what all those red flecks all over the bed,pillow and my chest were .As Mommy wineturtle is screaming "He's Dead-He's Dead!! My baby is dead!!!
Never had a drink of gin since not to mention never being able to force one of those maraschino cherries down!
When I worked as a Rep for Rums of Puerto Rico I created a drink dubbed the Manhattan Phonebook-rum and Yoo-Hoo and it's thinner sister drink the Staten Island Phonebook-yep you guessed ....it made with Diet Yoo-Hoo!
Actually a lot better than it sounds...I swear!!!
Am I the only person here who has never imbibed an an alcoholic drink? ( not that I really bought into the " firewater bad for redman" cliche, I had just seen too many undesireable consequences of drinking and didn't feel obligated to prove or refute it.)
Consequently, I was always the designated driver. I confess, I did take an obligatory swig of beer when I was about 16, spewed it all over the sophisticated 17 year old opposite me in the booth, told 'em to pour it back in the horse..
Personally, the worst I've ever tasted is Coors light. That was just bad, not foul in any way, just BAD. Heineken is in the same vein, just its a bit classier. Its just too bland for my liking. In short, its a womens beer, or barring that, metrosexual beer. GH, 29 of those is not good
American beer is much like making love in a canoe, its bloody close to water!
That said, I hear good things about Samuel Adams.
I'm pretty sure I'd be able to put down 20 Buds soon, but I won't try for a while. I have a friend who did 24 3% 330ml beers in 4 hours, witnessed, he wasn't even smashed.
gh wrote:P.S. MJD - if, by sheltered life, you mean being chased out of Libyan airspace by a MIG fighter counts as being sheltered, or if you mean flying at 100 feet over the ocean, north of Iceland, in the dead of winter, in a 20 hour night, in 80 knot winds, tracking a Soviet submarine on missile patrol, 500 miles from the nearest landing strip, then yes, I have been sheltered
Yeah, that's what I meant. Actually, tafnut gets about 1 million free passes because of his service. The good news is that he still has 500,000 left.
( for those that do not know that's orange juice and vodka)
No pizzazz, just a good way to get blotto. But then the last time I did that with screwdrivers I was 17, and I ended up face down in a mud puddle. Haven't had one since and that was 45 years ago. Guess it made a lasting and quite negative impression
This thread humbles me. The most I ever managed in one sitting was 6 pints (actually half liters) of Czech beer while in the military service or 3 liters of a Hungarian red wine called Bikavér (Bull's blood).
This Sailor's cocktail might be a good induction of Tafnut into the joys of drinking.
10 oz. white wine (riesling)
3.5 oz. Rum
3.5 oz. rasberry sirup
It goes down like a soft drink, but within minutes you go down as well.
Sorry taffy but drinking large quantities is not that difficult; my record is 21 20oz pints of Bass - started at lunchtime and just kept going through the evening. I've just remembered my least favorite beverage - port - when I was 17 I drank a whole bottle at a party and puked up on a tube train. It was only a year or two ago that I tried it again.
marknhj wrote:I've just remembered my least favorite beverage - port - when I was 17 I drank a whole bottle at a party and puked up on a tube train. It was only a year or two ago that I tried it again.
Funny how that works. At 18 a buddy and I went wine tasting and came home with, I think, four bottles of fairly good wine. Well, once we polished those off that night we had to have more, so we sent someone of age over to the liquor store. He came back with a couple of bottle of a cheap reisling. Just getting a whiff of it made me spew. Not much of a white wine drinker anyways, but I never have touched a reisling.
marknhj wrote: Came home from Berlin a few weeks ago with a bottle of Absinthe - haven't tried it yet but I'll let you know...
Absinthe is fun stuff, but go easy on it -- it can make you real crazy real fast. Proper way to prepare it: put a shot in a glass; set a fork on top of the glass and put a sugar cube on it; pour cold water over the sugar cube into the glass. (Or maybe you put the cold water in the glass and slowly pour the shot over the cube into the glass. Either way works, I suppose, as long as you get cold water, sugar, and absinthe mixed.)
Worst beer I've ever had: Coors. The only beer I can't force myself to drink.
"Red Mountain" wine from Gallo was my worst. Puked my guts out (college) after a jug of it. Later talked to a guy who worked at Gallo in the summertime. They took the sediments from regular Gallo Hearty Burgundy and let that settle. The liquid that rose to the top was bottled into a wine called "Ripple". They took the sediment from that and let it settle once again. That liquid became "Red Mountain". Back in the days before Mondavi/Chateau Montalena/Heitz revolutionized the California wine industry. Don't think Red Mountain or Ripple is still around, although Hearty Burgundy still is.
[quote="gh"]Egri Bikavér--good stuff![/quote
While the spot in SF proper Paprikas Fono(later Big Sky) is closed Paulette and Laszlo Fono have a few spots in the Palo Alto area Babbo's , Bravo Fono,Madame Paulettes and their lovely red haired daughter runs Cafe Andrea- Bulls 'Blood and Laszlos' handmade sausage are a match made in culinary heaven. Paulette is as warm a hostess as you can find anywhere. and although I have not seen Andera since she was a teen I'm sure she is equally charming.
gh I hope you already know of this mini empire!
MJD wrote:Basically every mainstream USAnian beer.
I wouldn't say "every" mainstream beer. But then again, I suppose it depends on what your definition of "mainstream" is. Maybe thiis quote from GH defines it:
At the end, he was pretty much just standing at the urinal and drinking them there because it was just a continuous flow; in one end and out the other.
Anyway, I agree that Bud, Miller, Coors, and their corresponding "lite" varieties are garbage. However, as I mentioned in my post in the other booze thread, Yuengling Lager is a breath of fresh air, almost like a Canadian style amber.
Speaking of lite beer: why do people go to bars and order (a) lite beer, and (b) lite beer in a bottle (when they have the same variety on tap)? The financial irrationality of this irks me.