she’s my little whiskey girl

Do you ever have a thought pop into your head and wonder, “where did that come from?”

I was sitting at my desk this morning, trying to muddle through a (very poorly) Google-translated version of a Greek website, when I looked over at the stunning flowers the manfriend sent me and thought, “I wish I drank whiskey.”

Maybe I’ve been watching too much Mad Men lately. Or maybe I’ve been listening to too much Toby Keith, or maybe life is finally catching up with me and my subconscious is going “alright, I’ve had enough thanks- if you aren’t planning on slowing down, we’re going to at least have a little fun while we’re at it.”

After a few unfortunate attempts in high school and in my first year of university, I’ve generally tried to avoid hard alcohol. The biggest draw for me is the creativity of the packaging: bottles of all shapes and sizes, with creative labels or loud labels or elegant labels. I’m at the opposite end of the spectrum from a liquor connoisseur (how people get past the burn of the alcohol to taste anything is beyond me) so I’m happy to judge a book by its cover, so to speak.

And the liquor store didn’t disappoint. Tall and skinny bottles, short and fat bottles, rectangular bottles and hourglass shapes. Black labels, blue labels, graphic labels and labels with horses and mountains and sunsets suggesting that drinking that whiskey will make you feel like an old-school cowboy.

And who wouldn’t want that?

I settled on Knob Creek, because I like the font. It’s clean-cut and bold and unapologetic, and I can read it even though I spend far too much time staring at a computer and I’m starting to go blind and I should really wear my glasses but I never do because when I’m baking and I open the oven they get all fogged up.

Then I decided to make an old fashioned, because Don Draper drinks them. And it sounds much classier than my usual hard alcohol experiences.

Old Fashioned

Adapted from Drinks Mixer


Two ounces bourbon whiskey
Two dashes Angostura bitters
Splash soda water
One teaspoon simple syrup, or a sugar cube, or a teaspoon of sugar
One thin orange slice
One maraschino cherry (or two…)


Place the orange slice on the bottom of the glass.
Add sugar, soda water, bitters and bourbon, fill with ice cubes, and stir.
Garnish with maraschino(s).

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