

Here’s a great viewpoint from someone who likes to both get drunk and enjoy what he drinks.
Hey, Listen
I’m not about to rail on the way Americans drink. Yes, America is the Birthplace of the Great Cocktail. Yes, we’ve strayed. And yes, we could probably all stand to focus a bit less on the Drunk, and a bit more on the Drink.
But let’s not kid ourselves. We didn’t become a nation of recreational drinkers overnight; we’ve always been one. Our forefathers didn’t step off the boat and start cranking out Ramos Gin Fizzes for the Algonquins.
America was built by men and women with a hunger for freedom—one matched only by their unquenchable thirst for warm, thick, gritty, gummy, bitter, rotten booze, fresh outta the cargo bay from a 3-month sea voyage. Our drinking roots begin at the bottom of the barrel.
We’ll drink anything, because we’re in it for the buzz. Always have been. If you don’t believe me, check out the signatures on the Declaration of Independence, which predates the first cocktail by about 83 years. Now tell me those guys weren’t sauced out of their minds.
So I’m not one of those “You’re drinking it wrong” guys. I drink for the same reason you do. Gotta fridge shelf full of PBR next to my homemade limoncello. I’m just doing my egotistical part to correct the #1 cocktail misconception:
“I can’t make that. It’s too haaaaaard.”
Fact: You can make better drinks starting now. And by better I don’t mean more authentic or retro or high-falutin’ or douchebaggified. Well, okay I do. But I also mean better. The kind of better that raises your friends’ eyebrows and lights up their faces. And you don’t have to spend more money. You just have to spend it in a different grocery aisle.
viewpoint from someone...enjoy what he drinks.
often, gotta admit