Granted, I’ve come a ways since 2 years ago where I was still trying to convince Shanghai friends that a handlebar mustache, overalls and a JD & Coke was the last word in Southern cool, but I still love sour mash – nothin’ like it (funny how unemployment, holiday and whiskey posts seem to coincide?), although, recently, I’ve matured in my jurassic mixes thanks to 2 drinks.

First one is a Manhattan, that up until I had one at (name withheld to prevent crowds), had scared me. Now it just makes me feel pretty.

Next one was introduced to me by a bartender in Chicago, after I told him I wanted a Jack and Cola, but wasn’t keen on staying awake all night. He made me a Presbyterian, what I’m currently holding and easy to construct. I strongly suggest it – especially when your Sunday’s aren’t tainted with the thought of work tomorrow.

1/3 bourbon

1/3 club soda

1/3 ginger ale

Mix all, add lemon/cherry.

Drink.

Be happy.