As I read things like “saying farewell to summer”, I stare at you in disbelief.Disbelief as I wipe the sweat off my forehead, because it’s 80+ degrees today.The joys of southern living one would say. It just makes me smile as I walk my daughter to the bus stop barefoot with a hand full of deep . . .
I’ve had this complete mental block. An uncertainty of words to type for a post about Bourbon.One that could even accurately express the feelings that I have about that golden brown liquid with the ability to chase away all your troubles.At least for the night..That should be a country song.As . . .
“Blame it on the Goose got me feelin loose""Blame it on Patron got me in a . . .
The term “16 Bars” is the standard length of a rap verse. This series is a combination of my love of hip hop and cocktails found at some of my favorite bars. “Even when the skies were gray You would rub me on my back and say baby it’ll be ok” . . .