My theory is that everyone has one “evil drink,” the drink that functions like Dr. Jekyll's potion and turns an otherwise convivial drinker into Mr. Hyde. My evil drink is vodka.
The bourbon whiskey distilling tradition is supposed to derive from the Scots-Irish of Appalachia, but Jim Beam Bourbon Whiskey is actually the product of a German family. They were called the Boehms, but they changed the spelling to “Beam” when they hit Kentucky.
Recently I wrote about Johnny Jump Ups, the heretical but delicious combination of hard cider and whiskey. This week I had the opportunity to try a winter variation on this seductive concept, which is whiskey mixed with “soft cider” and warmed up into a tasty and soothing combination.
It's kind of like an adult version of hot cocoa- something to warm you up, relax you, and put your body and spirit into that mellow place we all want to be in when we decide to have a drink.
I am completely opposed, on the most serious moral, philosophical and possibly even theological grounds, to mixing anything with whiskey. If you don't really like whiskey, please don't drink it- but don't treat it like some cheap vodka you have to sweeten up with a Coke. Vodka doesn't have any flavor- okay, it has the flavor of medicine- so I can understand tarting it up if you don't have any better options. But whiskey is a lady.