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Can we really trust the sun not to cook us?
My Fellow Inebriates, The whole family went out last night. My parents had been in a funk all day; the kids were glued to Netflix and needed to be torn away somehow; and my dad had a restaurant gift...
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BEEFEATER 24—Because the market can bear more gin
My Fellow Inebriates, Don’t tell Julia Gale, but I’m cheating on her with another gin. I couldn’t help it. I’ve been waiting and waiting for BROKER’S GIN to make an appearance at my local government...
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GORDON’S LONDON DRY GIN—Gin that tastes like gin
My Fellow Inebriates, The house got turned upside down this morning in a search for this. It was the umpteenth search for a teeny Chihuahua whose owner keeps stuffing it into small spaces and then...
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OMG, what will happen next??
My Fellow Inebriates, Today has been, like OMG, awesomeness on top of awesomeness with a side of awesomeness. Number 1 Emily reblogged my Monday post about weird-ass playdates, which made my day,...
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Got a cel? DO IT TONIGHT!
And with that it was over. Twenty-four heady hours of being Freshly Pressed. No more LB :( Luckily, Captain Morgan posted on my FB page and cheered me up. I’m thinking, if you guys all do this and post...
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LBHQ: The year in pictures
OMG, my fellow inebriates, I almost slept through the my anniversary. Only by accident did I even realize this daily dose of randomness is a year old. Holy crap, how did that happen? One year ago I had...
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The Parallel 49 Brewing interview…plus a Mountie, some gin news, and a...
My Fellow Inebriates, Let’s face it, when it comes to remembering stuff, neither of my two neurons exactly has its axon on the answer button. So I’ve been very remiss toward one of my favorite fellow...
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BROKER’S GIN—Part 9!
My Fellow Inebriates, It pays to check your gmail every once in a while. When you only have two brain cells, it’s easy to forget, but today one of them reminded the other, and there in my inbox was a...
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BROKER’S GIN—Part 10!
On my head is a very small bowler hat. No, my fellow inebriates, my parents wouldn’t just buy me a hat. The hat in question came perched atop a long-awaited treasure—a product that’s been absent from...
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The long-awaited gin shoot-out Part Deux!
My Fellow Inebriates, Proving that dry weekends are one of my mother’s worst ideas ever, Saturday’s Pre–Mother’s Day Gin Shoot-out quickly escalated (devolved?) into the kind of unbridled debauchery...
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TANQUERAY RANGPUR GIN—My dad goes on a rampage!
My dad, who is not allowed to buy things any more, bought three things today: (1) Starfrit Hamburger Stacker “I have never experienced a desire for such a thing,” said my mother, who apparently...
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Over my DEAD mangy bearskin hide!
My fellow inebriates, As you know, I have a deep and abiding love for Broker’s Gin and its most admirable Business Development Manager Julia Gale. Why, just yesterday morning I suggested we pour...
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