Last night I experienced an urge to get fuzzy-headed. Usually I let beer do its thing and take me away to fuzzy brain land. But the only beer I have is the one I just made and I am intending to bottle for others. I’m not sure of the exact quantity left in the keg, so I need to bottle soon so I can drink the rest.
My only other options were to head to the grocery store for a six-pack of some kind of beer, and I didn’t feel like heading out only for that.
And then I remembered my Templeton Rye Whiskey.
I have many bottles of it, and one of them was open and still quite full. I didn’t need to go anywhere. I just needed to pop out the cork and enjoy it. So I did. And it was good.
If you like whiskey, I suggest you find yourself a bit of this stuff. It’s mighty good.