I’ve been looking at expanding my repertoire of drinking occasions, or more specifically combination of drink+occasion. To do this I’ve been paying special attention to how I feel when I’m drinking, what I like about what I’m drinking at the time and mentally log that drink for other future occasions and experimentation. Because, I’m still a scientist after all.
Three recent finds:
Gin and elderflower. Elderflower is versatile and has such lovely flavour that goes with so many white drinks. One of my favourite liqueurs is St. Germein. It’s heavenly in plain soda water, on a hot summer afternoon so when I saw a gin premix at the store I had to try it.
Completely the wrong occasion (cold afternoon at the beach) but nevertheless I’ll file this intel under “Friday after work drinks” with a view to experimenting with the mixer because tonic and me are never going to be friends.
Scotch, neat. Thanks to my work, I have a fully stocked booze cabinet that would make the average person salivate. Several 12/18/21 year old single malts that I just don’t ‘know’ very well yet. So I’ve made it my business to get to know them, but first I need to work on myself. A good friend of mine almost scratched his eyes out once when I ordered a whiskey dry and lime after dinner. That look of disapproval was enough to make this journey a priority.
So I’ve started pouring myself a wee dram every now and then, just to sip and savour. I’ve tried whiskey rocks to introduce the cold but not the dilution. I usually skip the ice and the rocks these days in favour of a tiny dash of water just to open up the nose. The last occasion was cold evening at the beach (after the gin mixer) and unlike the prelude, this choice was fabulously warming.
Thirdly, and perhaps most exciting for me – Cognac. Just this.
I do enjoy a glass of Cognac from time to time.
Is this advanced adulting? I think so.
I like it at room temperature , in one of those round bottom glasses with a short stem that you can just hold, sniff, sip, repeat. I simply love how smooth this drink is, and how refined the whole drinking experience is. I probably had three, maybe four of these over the course of an evening with friends. We spent time looking at an old newspaper from 1939, reading out the funny sounding articles and my words started to slur a little bit so I knew it was having an effect. But I didn’t feel any of the other signs of drunkenness which I found strange. Often I’ll notice a slurred word well after I know I’m heading there, and the word is a signal to slow right down because decorum or some shit. But I never felt drunk, and this morning, Mr. hangover is nowhere to be seen. At my age, this feels like a remarkable feat.
There was also the small case of limoncello slushy – one shot of lemony liquid goodness poured into a frozen lemonade but I simply can’t go further with that story after calling this post Advanced adulting.
So this occasional (low volume, moderate frequency) boozer is enjoying this new phase of experimentation. Now I feel like I’ve got two or three new ‘
go to’ experiences up my sleeve that really work for me, I can start trying different variants and compare the individual aroma and taste profiles to see what I like and don’t like about them.
I do have one thing on my wish list though – a properly shaped whiskey glass.