Posts tagged ‘Tippling Tuesday’

November 25th, 2008

Word Fugue: The Multi-Tasking Edition

by Venomous Kate

Not only is it Tippling Tuesday — the day on which we celebrate, with alcohol, the most under-celebrated day of the week — but it’s also time to play Word Fugue. Why’s that? Well, because I’m going to a party this evening and don’t have anything else with which to keep you miscreants entertained.

To tide you over until I recover from tomorrow morning’s hangover we might as well play that addictive little word association game that we’ve all come to love, or at least tolerate. If you’ve never played it before, here are the rules:

1. I start it off with a word.

2. You look at the most recently posted comment.

3. You leave ONE word that comes to mind upon reading the most recent comment.

4. You may play as many times as you like, but you may not use the same word twice.

5. Don’t leave links. They’ll only send you into comment moderation.

6. Word Fugues that wind up in comment moderation will get deleted.

7. The game continues until you bore me, at which point comments are closed.

Ready?

Here’s the word:

paralyze

Your turn.

October 30th, 2008

Tippling Tuesday: The Belated Edition

by Venomous Kate

Thanks to a neighbor with a bottle of absinthe I didn’t run Tippling Tuesday this week. (Why, yes, the absinthe was good. No I don’t remember much of the evening. Didn’t I just repeat myself?) The way I see it, I might as well run Tippling Tuesday tonight, belatedly.

So… what are you wearing???

September 16th, 2008

Tippling Tuesday: The Drink Your Worries Away Edition

by Venomous Kate

Your Venomous Hostess has had a rough day. A rough, unprofitable day — a combination which is guaranteed to put me in the mood for a martini.

Did you know that during a bad economy, people will cut back on just about everything but lottery tickets and booze? In the Venomous Household, we call VH’s weekly lottery purchases his “dumb tax” since his piddly $5 winnings here and there don’t even compare to the 3.2% he’d (read: we‘d) have made had he invested the funds in our money market account instead of spending them.

Apparently, that irrational thinking behind lottery ticket purchases is shared by people who consider their incomes insufficient, whereas those who perceive themselves to be financially comfortable spend their money on other things.

Like booze. Evidently, when the economy gets tough, the tough go drinking.

If high-end European vodka is too expensive, you might try the stuff distilled in Wisconsin. If that’s too much, how about a beer? Don’t have enough for an import, try a domestic. If the bar tab is too much to handle, stop off at the store and bring a six-pack home.

Now, while Yours Venomously may have had a rough and unprofitable day, she still has standards. Ergo, she’s not yet willing to trade in her exquisite and repeatedly distilled high-end grape-based vodka for the swill they make locally, which makes The Venomous One’s martinis taste like petrol. So perhaps there’s something to be said in favor of the French since their vodka which tops that of the Russians as well as that distilled by the guy up the road here in Kansas.

Ergo, I have dispatched the Venomous Hubby to go forth and make martini goodness happen. Unfortunately, he just informed me that we’re out of vodka, a situation which only compounds my distress over such a rough, unprofitable day. He has, however, offered to run out and replenish my supply, an offer to which I gladly agreed even though I’m certain his real motive is purchasing yet another lottery ticket for tomorrow night’s Power Ball drawing. I’m fine with that, though. Really, I am, especially since I couldn’t make a decent martini if my life depended on it. And, as I believe I’ve made clear, I ain’t going without my martini tonight, dammit.

So this week’s Tippling Tuesday question is this: what discretionary spending item can you not live without?

August 26th, 2008

Tippling Tuesday: It’s Baaaack

by Venomous Kate

For reasons I don’t care to share with you (because I’m Venomous that way) the formerly semi-regular “Tippling Tuesday” thing around here has been on an unannounced hiatus. Until now. Now — again for reasons I don’t care to share with you but upon which you’re welcome to speculate — I’m re-instituting the practice.

Oh, okay, fine. I’ll confess why it’s back: VH bought a damn fine bottle of wine and I made a damn fine appetizer to go along with it. Which — in case you happen to work in law enforcement — is not to say that I’ve actually consumed booze, m’kay. Just sayin’.

Anyway.

In the past whenever I’ve sent VH to the store to buy liquor he’s made his selections based on two and only two things. The brand I asked for? Oh, hell no. I’m high maintenance, baby. His buying criteria come down to whether a bottle of hooch looks more expensive than it costs. Also, whether it costs less than $20. As you can imagine those criteria mean that I’ve swilled some pretty awful stuff in my time.

See, the thing is that one can manufacture rot gut in one’s bathtub — assuming one lives in a county that allows such things — and as long as one slaps gorgeous double-sided, high-quality artwork labels on it, one can charge far more for alcohol-laden bathwater than for the good stuff.

Which is, incidentally, why I’m thinking of putting my garden tub to use as a still. Because, in all honesty, the majority of uneducated booze buyers make their selection based on the attractiveness of the label, never having tasted a drop of what the bottle contains.

As you might guess, this means that I have a rather nice selection of artistic labels carefully peeled off of cheap booze that mostly went down the drain. And that, in turn, means that I now have a nice stack of carefully preserved, beautifully rendered labels that I need to put to good use.

I’m thinking decoupage. But is that passe?

What do y’all use those too-good-not-to-save labels for?

May 6th, 2008

Tippling Tuesday: What’s In Your Olive?

by Venomous Kate

Where the hell did the past seven days go? Seriously, is “time flying” a sign that I’m having fun (and, if so, why don’t I remember it?) or is it a sign that I’m getting old? No, wait. Don’t tell me. I’m not sure that I want to know.

So here it is, Tippling Tuesday again — the day on which we Venomites celebrate the most vastly under-rated day of the week. Someone recently emailed me the question “Why Tuesday? Why not Monday, Wednesday or Thursday?” to which I can only respond: because it’s there.

Think about it: everyone already hates Mondays, Wednesdays are “Ladies Nights” at many clubs (although I’ve been told that has nothing to do with the reason it’s referred to as “Hump Day”) and hursdays are the night on which smart people rest up for the weekend (and let their livers do the same).

So why not Tuesday?

Tonight I am sitting here contemplating the perfection that is known as the Bleu cheese-stuffed olive. (Okay, mine’s stuffed with Stilton, but that just makes it extra yummy.) But I have to confess: I haven’t tried stuffing my olives with too many things. I once bought some garlic-stuffed green olives at the grocery store but didn’t like the crunch involved. And, of course, I’ve had the ubiquitous pimento stuffed green olives that taste much the way gasoline smells.

What other yumminess have you stuffed your olives with? Or do you just consider them — as I used to — your daily fruit serving that offsets the amount of alcohol you’re about to consume?

April 29th, 2008

Tippling Tuesday: What’s In Your Glass?

by Venomous Kate

Tragedy has struck. That’s right tragedy: we’re out of booze.

No, I mean it. There’s none. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Not a drop to drink.

Now, ordinarily this would call for an immediate dash to the drive-through liquor store but after ranting about people who don’t plan ahead and therefore use extra gas, I decided we ought to tough this one out. (Not that I think the clerk at the liquor store actually reads blogs… much less reads period). I just don’t want to feel like a hypocrite.

So tonight I’m sticking with TaB soda in a beer mug.

What’s in your glass?

April 15th, 2008

Tippling Tuesday: The Income Tax Cocktail

by Venomous Kate

Is it just me, or does it seem particularly quite around the blogosphere to you today, too? It almost makes me wonder how many folks put off filing their taxes until the very last minute.

If you’ve been a good boy or girl and finished your taxes already, then it’s time to celebrate Tippling Tuesday, that vastly underrated and oft’ neglected day. This week, as luck would have it, I have a cocktail recipe that will take some of the pain out of Tax Day for you… even if you haven’t quite finished preparing your returns just yet.

The Income Tax Cocktail
Serves: 1

Ingredients:
2 oz gin
1/4 oz sweet vermouth
1/4 oz dry vermouth
1 oz orange juice
Angostura bitters to taste
orange twist for garnish

Directions: Pour everything in a shaker filled with ice. Shake vigorously and strain into a cocktail glass. Garnish. Repeat until you don’t give a darn about how the check you just wrote the Feds dwarfs that “stimulus check” you’ll now be waiting on before you can afford to go drinking at a bar.

(Recipe via Slashfood)

February 19th, 2008

Tippling Tuesday: What Am I Drinking?

by Venomous Kate

Vodka makes even drunks attractive It’s Tuesday again, which means it’s time for all good Venomites to celebrate this vastly underrated and under appreciated day of the week. Oh, Monday’s suck. We all know that. Wednesdays are Hump Day. Thursdays are, for whatever reason, typically “Ladies’ Night” in bars and on Friday we all get laid.

Or that’s the plan, at any rate.

So what should we do with a Tuesday? Why, here at Electric Venom we celebrate booze!

Now, due to an unfortunate accident involving a glass-rack that wasn’t as firmly screwed into the ceiling as we believed, I don’t have a single martini glass in the house. Since I’m a snob (I don’t even drink wine out of a box, much less beer out of… anything), that means I won’t be having a martini tonight.

I do have two ingredients, though:

1. Brandy; and
2. Ginger ale.

One part brandy and 3 parts ginger ale apparently makes a perfectly lovely mixed drink. Thing is, I have no idea what it’s called! Not that I’d be able to order it if I went to a bar, anyway. Nowadays it’s next to impossible to find one that actually has ginger ale, much less non-diet 7-Up.

So, anyone know the name of this fine concoction?

And, while you’re at it, what are you drinking?