Back to Jerry Thomas! Finally! That’s all I’ve got in the way of an introduction this week. But it’s good to be back. I will say, however, that I really like this name for a cocktail, even though it is not super descriptive, and even though I kind of hated the cocktail itself.
In fence news, some Virginian convicts discovered this weekend that breaking out of prison is harder in real life than it is in the movies. They used a propped up bench to start their climb over two razor wire fences, but quickly got so tired and frustrated that they just sat down and waited to be apprehended. Wah wah.
209. Stone Fence
- 2 oz. whiskey (Bourbon).
- 2 or 3 small lumps of ice.
- Fill up the glass with sweet cider.
BN: This had wayyy too much whiskey in it. I like bourbon, and I like cider, but this was some weird point exactly in the middle that touched all the wrong sweet and alcoholic notes. In this case, the whole is much less than the some of its parts. No thank you.
PiC: Well, I like this better than drinking whiskey on its own. I don’t hate it, but it certainly wouldn’t be my first choice.