Bourbon
About a year ago I came to a realization. I had all but stopped drinking and didn’t even notice it. I didn’t make a conscious decision to stop, I just did. I’ve never been one of those guys who has a drink every night, never came in from work every day and fixed a drink or a beer. I’d have a drink with Bob, or if I went out to eat or went to a party. I enjoyed a drink while I cooked out. But I never overindulged and rarely drank enough to even get a buzz, much less get drunk. After my divorce I would go every Friday to a little dive bar across the Mississippi River from Vicksburg for a burger. (One of the top 3 burgers I’ve ever had!) Across the highway from the bar is a huge liquor store/truck stop. On Fridays, they had a tasting event and you could try samples of different liquors and wines. I’d go there before I went for my burger. I got to know the guys who poured and I learned a lot about different liquors. I’d been a Jack Daniel’s drinker since ...