2016 is officially behind us, so let’s take a peak in the rear view mirror and hand out some some awards (the Muddlees? Still working on that one). On to the winners.
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2 oz Bourbon <Woodford Reserve>
1/2 oz Port <Dow’s Finest Reserve>
1/2 Maraschino Liqueur <Luxardo>
Few dashes Angostura Bitters
Combine ingredients in glass, stir with ice. Strain into chilled cocktail glass. Garnish with cherries.
This week marks the one year anniversary of Mr. Muddle. When I started this thing, I set one goal for myself – to post once a week without fail for the first year. Little did I know that achieving that (exceeding it actually, thanks to MxMo) would introduce me to a wonderful community of cocktail minded bloggers and instagrammers. It’s great to have so many different perspectives to learn from, and a big thank you to everyone who has read, commented, taste tested and even copy edited over the last year. Continue reading
1 oz Old Tom Gin <Hayman’s>
3/4 oz Amaro Montenegro
1/4 oz Campari
1 oz Port <Dow’s Finest Reserve>
Stir with ice, strain into a chilled cocktail glass. Garnish with lemon twist.
On Tuesday night I came out to my car to find the front passenger side tire completely flat. Closer inspection revealed a nail sticking out of the tread. No biggie, I’ve changed plenty of tires in my day. All I needed to do was grab the wheel lock key that lives under the passenger seat. I looked in its usual spot only to find the thin pile of the floor mats. Crap. Lack of wheel lock keys makes changing the tire nigh impossible. Even a call to AAA couldn’t get the tire off. What should have been a simple twenty minute job now stretched into 2 hours and included me riding shotgun in the tow truck on the 40 minute ride home. At least there was some unintentional comedy as the driver was rocking out to some Debbie Deb. Continue reading