Whiskey...one of my true loves.
For more years than I care to remember..Jack Daniel's has been the only whiskey I've ever poured over ice into a tumbler of CocaCola twice every evening. That's a lot of Jack Daniel's, fifteen gallons a year to be exact.
I drink several other whiskies straight up and I love them,...but JD is the only one I mix.
Lately with my retirement looming on the horizen and my wife's having started two years ago, we've been looking at ways to cut out some of our wasteful spending habits in an effort to save a bit of cash here and there.
(Not to mention the fact that having to fork over as much as $35 for a bottle for Jack Daniel's as of late was starting to piss me off anyway.)
So at the liquor store the other day I gagged for the last time on the JD sticker-price, and shaking my head I reached down on the next lower shelf for the same sized bottle of "Evan Williams", a bourbon I'd never tried only 'cause it was too "cheap", and I'd always figured for that price it had to be rot-gut.
Didn't take long to realize I'd been laboring under the wrong impression for a long time.
After a just a couple of Bourbon-n-Cokes the other night I not only got used to the ever-so-slight difference in taste but was actually quite impressed with it and had to admit that after all these years I found something I liked better.
And at half the price,....I gotta say I liked it a hell of lot better!
It pains me to think that perhaps my wife has not been so wrong in the past when making comments about my being hard headed.
For more years than I care to remember..Jack Daniel's has been the only whiskey I've ever poured over ice into a tumbler of CocaCola twice every evening. That's a lot of Jack Daniel's, fifteen gallons a year to be exact.
I drink several other whiskies straight up and I love them,...but JD is the only one I mix.
Lately with my retirement looming on the horizen and my wife's having started two years ago, we've been looking at ways to cut out some of our wasteful spending habits in an effort to save a bit of cash here and there.
(Not to mention the fact that having to fork over as much as $35 for a bottle for Jack Daniel's as of late was starting to piss me off anyway.)
So at the liquor store the other day I gagged for the last time on the JD sticker-price, and shaking my head I reached down on the next lower shelf for the same sized bottle of "Evan Williams", a bourbon I'd never tried only 'cause it was too "cheap", and I'd always figured for that price it had to be rot-gut.
Didn't take long to realize I'd been laboring under the wrong impression for a long time.
After a just a couple of Bourbon-n-Cokes the other night I not only got used to the ever-so-slight difference in taste but was actually quite impressed with it and had to admit that after all these years I found something I liked better.
And at half the price,....I gotta say I liked it a hell of lot better!
It pains me to think that perhaps my wife has not been so wrong in the past when making comments about my being hard headed.