not sure how i stumbled upon this... i believe through searching for the website for 'cocktail bar' for my weekend in summary post... but listen. this is hilarious.
"But it’s not fair to compare a silly, boring drink like a vodka martini to a flavour bomb like The Manhattan. Even worse is the dirty vodka martini. If your desperation for flavour has you drinking olive brine, just drink gin. Please. Gin is vodka’s smarter, classier, more worldly older sister. Vodka wants to go clubbing and hook up with Johnny Redbull, that hot guy she met last week (who’s not actually that hot and wears too much cologne). Gin wants to have dinner, a little wine and really talk about stuff, like politics and indie rock."
i think i'm in love with her.
as a vodka drinker, i even agree. i have not yet refined my taste for alcohol, and as such, i like vodka. who likes vodka?? it's disgusting. everyone's had a bad experience. i... like it. i can't explain why - maybe it's a comfort thing - but i like it.
(and yes. i AM that person who loooooovessssss a dirty martini. love love love)
when i first started drinking - far too early in my life - i started with the young person things. peach schnapps (i think perhaps my first drink every), coolers, and all those fruity beverages that you drink when you're choking down your first, second, third and fourth alcoholic beverage. then, i realized if i drank hard liquor, mixed with juice or pop, or liquid of my choosing, I could customize the flavor of the beverage I was consuming. Thus began my love affair with vodka – in grade 8. I was in love. and I was a hot shot. While other girls my age were drinking vex coolers, I was chugging 26ers of Smirnoff. In hindsight, I’m disgusted – but in grade 8, I was a queen.
This is not an entry about my eventual decline into drinking, and my subsequent cleaning up by grade 11 (oh my sordid past), but instead about my love hate relationship with vodka. I don’t know many who love it the way I do. It set up a home in my heart, and let me know it was planning on staying for awhile. And when people ask what my ‘drink’ is, I say vodka. Always vodka. It’s that memory of my first drink. And there’s something about an old friend, that makes you keep coming back. When you ask people, most steer clear of vodka – they’ve had a miserable experience in first year, in grade 12, at a bar, and have never looked back. I, on the other hand, spent so much time with vodka, I can control my personality, and never spiral out of control. it provides me with a venue to casually enjoy a drink, two drinks, three drinks, while maintaining a clarity that I do not have with other forms of alcohol. There is some comfort in enjoying something so reminiscent – so nostalgic – without falling prey to the things most people do.
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t believe I was ever an alcoholic - I am in no way condoning excessive drinking, or even the idea of a young person drinking. I also am not the type of person who believes one needs alcohol to have a good time. I am a large proponent of time spent with friends – and alone – without the influence of alcohol. My fondness for vodka comes from what I understand to be a relationship with something that gives me comfort. And it is the control I have over it that continues my love for it.
With ALL of that being said, I am aware of the implications that drinking vodka brings along with it. People see vodka as a bar drink – a ‘drink until I can dance’ drink. And as such, drinking vodka brings a certain stereotype that is a challenge to evade. Thus…. my exploration, and excuses for exploration into otther forms of alcohol - letting go of my comfort level.
i am most likely attending a wedding in india in the fall, and was told i needed to learn to drink whiskey, as they are very into it there. as such, i've enlisted my friendly bar owners and managers to get me into it. teach me the ways.... aka. teach me how to drink it without wanting to vomit into my glass after every sip.
i have to say, i'm getting there... i was able to drink zubrowka (bison grass vodka) in a glass, with ice, ALL BY ITSELF!
yes. i know. it's delicious actually. so i guess now, it's time to move onto the big girl drinks.
scotch, gin (which i have to admit, i do love in a gin and tonic... *drool), bourbon (which i drank on saturday at cockail bar). the list goes on.
teach me your ways oh wise one! anyone have any suggestions?
"But it’s not fair to compare a silly, boring drink like a vodka martini to a flavour bomb like The Manhattan. Even worse is the dirty vodka martini. If your desperation for flavour has you drinking olive brine, just drink gin. Please. Gin is vodka’s smarter, classier, more worldly older sister. Vodka wants to go clubbing and hook up with Johnny Redbull, that hot guy she met last week (who’s not actually that hot and wears too much cologne). Gin wants to have dinner, a little wine and really talk about stuff, like politics and indie rock."
i think i'm in love with her.
(and yes. i AM that person who loooooovessssss a dirty martini. love love love)
when i first started drinking - far too early in my life - i started with the young person things. peach schnapps (i think perhaps my first drink every), coolers, and all those fruity beverages that you drink when you're choking down your first, second, third and fourth alcoholic beverage. then, i realized if i drank hard liquor, mixed with juice or pop, or liquid of my choosing, I could customize the flavor of the beverage I was consuming. Thus began my love affair with vodka – in grade 8. I was in love. and I was a hot shot. While other girls my age were drinking vex coolers, I was chugging 26ers of Smirnoff. In hindsight, I’m disgusted – but in grade 8, I was a queen.
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t believe I was ever an alcoholic - I am in no way condoning excessive drinking, or even the idea of a young person drinking. I also am not the type of person who believes one needs alcohol to have a good time. I am a large proponent of time spent with friends – and alone – without the influence of alcohol. My fondness for vodka comes from what I understand to be a relationship with something that gives me comfort. And it is the control I have over it that continues my love for it.
With ALL of that being said, I am aware of the implications that drinking vodka brings along with it. People see vodka as a bar drink – a ‘drink until I can dance’ drink. And as such, drinking vodka brings a certain stereotype that is a challenge to evade. Thus…. my exploration, and excuses for exploration into otther forms of alcohol - letting go of my comfort level.
i am most likely attending a wedding in india in the fall, and was told i needed to learn to drink whiskey, as they are very into it there. as such, i've enlisted my friendly bar owners and managers to get me into it. teach me the ways.... aka. teach me how to drink it without wanting to vomit into my glass after every sip.
i have to say, i'm getting there... i was able to drink zubrowka (bison grass vodka) in a glass, with ice, ALL BY ITSELF!
scotch, gin (which i have to admit, i do love in a gin and tonic... *drool), bourbon (which i drank on saturday at cockail bar). the list goes on.
teach me your ways oh wise one! anyone have any suggestions?