As you can probably tell, it has been quite a stressful week here at Frisky HQ. Thanks to a hard drive fire (seriously, a fire!), our admin capabilities has been wavering between being totally broken and pretending to be fixed long enough to let us work for a few hours and then delete everything we did. I knew this week’s project needed to be of the alcoholic variety, but when I found a recipe for vodka cupcakes (let me just say that again: VODKA! CUPCAKES!), I thought, “Damn, even better!” Let’s all whip up a batch of boozy baked goods and forget our troubles. At least until Monday. [The Baking Robot]
Does “99 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall” even count as a drinking song? Because if so, a 4th grade field trip is the last time I ever got jolly enough to sing the praises of alcohol. I think we can all agree that drinking songs are olde-timey and therefore rad and New Year’s Eve will be so much better if you and your friends know the lyrics to “Glorious Beer.”
So click your way through 1930s-era song book published by John Labatt Limited, a Canadian brewery, which the blogger over at Retronaut found at an antiques sale. “I Wish I Was Single Again” might come in handy sometime! (The song with a racist reference to “darkies,” not so much.) [Retronaut]
Champagne and sparkling wines are wonderful on their own, but sometimes you want a little something extra. If you’re looking to change up your New Year’s Eve sipping options, click on the gallery to check out 7 simple champagne-based cocktails perfect for toasting to 2013. Cheers!
Listen up, girlfriends: While your gift of cuddly pajamas or a vintage flask is appreciated, we know what dudes — dudes who haven’t been through AA and are not mildly functioning alcoholics — want. And that’s alcohol. Tasty, delicious, drunk-making alcohol.
So we asked a couple of Certified Dudes what kind of strong stuff they’d like a girl to get them for Ye Olde Holidays. We spoke to Tyghe Trimble, Senior Editor at Men’s Journal, and bartender and booze guru Justin Lane Brings, of Brooklyn resto Bellwether, for their recommendations. Keep reading »
Dear The Three People Who Scrutinized My ID On My 21st Birthday,
Now, I know I look like I’m 12 years old. But this past Friday I turned 21, and I was disappointed by the various questioning and puzzled looks of confusion I received from each of you.
A rare occurrence, I awoke on the right side of the bed that Friday morning, feeling a full inch taller and a few IQ points higher. I skipped to the bathroom to brush my pearly whites, and whilst admiring my slowing-forming under-eye wrinkles, I was delighted to find 21 gray hairs sitting sprightly along my hairline.
I dressed in my adult best: a chunky brown sweater that engulfs my body, dark blue jeans, worn-down brown boots, and a highly sophisticated necklace from Forever 21, and set out to the local Bronx liquor store to rack up on booze. Keep reading »
Do you love beer but find it annoying that you have to drink so much of it to build up a nice solid buzz? Meet Armageddon beer, a Scottish concoction that’s 65% alcohol by volume and, according to the company co-founder, “delivers a supersonic-charged explosion and delivers the drinker to Drunksville.” In order to create a beer that’s so high in alcohol, the brewers used a unique freeze fermentation process that results in a beer that’s malty and hoppy, with a “viscous quality.” Still interested? The brew won’t be sold in the United States (most of the beers here are less than 10% alcohol), but you can get yourself a bottle on the Brewmeister website for $65. “Consume this like a fine whiskey,” the company reminds drinkers, and we must agree. Don’t forget that there’s a fine line between Drunksville and Alcohol Poisoning Town. [Oddity Central]