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Sweet tea and bourbon?
All substances the cunning chemist Time
Melts down into that liquor of my life.
herbal tea infused with Echinacea extract.
The perverted ingenuity of man has given to water the power of intoxicating where wine is not procured. Western nations intoxicate themselves by moistened grain.
vanilla with a twist.
I take the juice of two bottles of whisky.
Some breakfast food manufacturer hit upon the simple notion of emptying out the leavings of carthorse nose bags, adding a few other things like unconsumed portions of chicken layer's mash, and the sweepings of racing stables, packing the mixture in little bags and selling them in health food shops.
What do you do for ecstasy?
Ale for a tale. That's the fairest trade I know.
Cranberry Catsup
Everything in moderation except whiskey, and sometimes too much whiskey is just enough.
I think I will drink my hemlock now....
ground, then drank some and fancied it
Barley and mushroom is a soothing combination. It's mainly a textural thing, with the barley both gently breaking and enhancing the mushroomy gloopiness.
I prefer my water in wine form.
Only when the honey turns to dust are you free.
Herbs carried in special baskets, bread wrapped in knotted, muslin cloths, thick stews soured with unripe grape juice, carrots boiled with sugar and rosewater, yoghurt hung from dripping bags, its whey dried in sheets on trays in the sun.
One of the products I swear by is Sante Barley.
Jess drew the way some people drink whiskey.
Brandy, which is fallen and accursed wine, as devils are fallen and accursed angels ...
("The Wondersmith")
Salt and citrus," Cairdine Farrier said, joining her at the stern with a lemon in each hand. "The chemicals of empire."
"Salt to preserve food for long journeys," Baru recited. "Citrus for scurvy.
AGALAXY (A'GALAXY) n.s.[Gr.] Want of milk.Dict.
homemade wine or a
Six flights up I smelled it. Faint at first and then gradually stronger - the eye-watering stench of fermented sugar. I felt like I was walking into a distillery, and that clued me in as to who we were visiting. [...] I'm still waiting for some brave soul to start marketing Gremlin Piss Schnapps.
For a bad hangover take the juice of two quarts of whisky.
true apothecary thy drugs art quick
Well, between Scotch and nothin', I suppose I'd take Scotch. It's the nearest thing to good moonshine I can find.
Barley porridge, or a crust of barley bread, and water do not make a very cheerful diet, but nothing gives one keener pleasure than having the ability to derive pleasure even from that
and the feeling of having arrived at something which one cannot be deprived of by any unjust stroke of fortune.
Take this drink as a token of my disrepute and spin that hay tonight and tomorrow it will be shining golden bright in whatever heavy delirious weave you wish to make.
He took a large tablet of beet sugar (an equivalent quantity of ordinary lump sugar does equally well) and soaked it in Angostura Bitters and then rolled it in Cayenne pepper. This he put into a large glass which he filled up with champagne. The excellences of this drink defy description.
Tiramisu for desert.
Ocean is my potion, I need vitamin sea ...
Genesee beer. The great outdoors in a glass.
I make my protein drink with whiskey. People think I'm crazy, but that's the way I am. I get stoned, I do my own thing.
Rum, n. Generically, fiery liquors that produce madness in total abstainers.
Was to filter hair tonic through bread and then mix it with grape juice. Like virtually every other drink devised in the Pacific, it was known as Jungle Juice.
wine. Three cans of beer
nihari, a rich beef curry,
Stirred with passion, laced with fun, spiked with laughter & served with a smile. On the road. No sugar, no milk. Horn OK Please. Buy my books or may the wrath of a thousand locusts infest your underpants *Smack!!*
Ale is meat, drink and cloth; it will make a cat speak and a wise man dumb.
Whatever you want - nonalcoholic, of course.
At home, I warm milk, stir in two teaspoons of honey, and drink it in a teacup. It's so basic yet pure; I love it.
O madness to think use of strongest wines And strongest drinks our chief support of health, When God with these forbidden made choice to rear His mighty champion, strong above compare, Whose drink was only from the liquid brook.
There is something about gin, the tang in it of the deep wildwood, perhaps, that always makes me think of twilight and mists and dead maidens. Tonight it tinkled in my mouth like secret laughter.
I am paddling laps in a demitasse of home-brewed ennui
Deer love mushrooms.
There is a saying from the Southlands that there is truth in wine. There must be a bit of it in ale, also.
Can I get you some refreshment?" Angela asked. "Ambrosia perhaps?" Was she kidding? He hadn't had ambrosia in several millennia, and where would they have procured it, anyway? "My daughter teases. We weren't expecting you so soon. It hasn't yet fermented properly.
This drink has a magical power. It strengthens the weak, and revives those who have fainted. Those tired after work and physical activity can return their life forces by this drink much sooner than by nourishment ... It works as a diuretic, an appetizer, an antitoxin.
If you have no Honey in your Pot, have some in your Mouth.
oxymel, a honey and vinegar drink used for the treatment of fever, pain, or whatever else the peddler thinks they need to say to sell the swill. Now that was just sad.
Champagne ... the wine of kings, the king of wines
Jack Honey and Coke, of course, because I need the strength of my second-favorite man tonight.
It's Kahlua, Sage. Packed with sugar and coffee flavor.
The Infusion of a China plant sweetened with the pith of an Indian Cane.
I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks.
And the only reason for making honey is so as I can eat it.
My knowledge of biochemistry told me the chemical composition of the potion (ingredients, strickly confidential)...
Bundy Rum- better than local anaesthetic.
Cheese, where you takes liquid from a cow lady's business parts, mix it with a bit o' juices from a baby cow's fourth stomach and then let it grow all fuzzy-moldy for a few years, eh?
Fermented grief is far more potent
smoking some exotic fairy weed.
The Indian Corn, or Maiz, proves the most useful Grain in the World; and had it not been for the Fruitfulness of this Species, it would have proved very difficult to have settled some of the Plantations in America.
A fig for partridges and quails, ye dainties I know nothing of ye; But on the highest mount in Wales Would choose in peace to drink my coffee.
Codeine . . . bourbon.
Mrs. Margaret sigh heavy. Then she standing up, and starting make her own tea. She drink it in very thirsty way, like angry camel in the desert.
I like my whiskey wild,
I took another draught and my mouth was awash again in a riptide of bitter, bubbly, CO2 eruptions and the fruity splash of malted barley. What a sensation! I wasn't sure if I liked it at first, but by bottle's end I was a dedicated fan.
She lives on the fumes of whiskey and the iron in the blood of her prey.
Stout as a horse
I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates when he said ... I drank what?
Rum is tonic that clarifies the vision,
and sets things in true perspective.
Raw, gentle, and easy, it mizzled out of the high air, a special elixir, tasting of spells and stars and air, carrying a peppery dust in it, and moving like a rare light sherry on his tongue. Rain.
Kerry Gold Irish butter.
Wine ... moderately drunken it doth quicken a man's wits, It doth comfort the heart.
You mix two jiggers of Scotch to one jigger of Metrecal. So far I've lost five pounds and my driver's license.
Someone is putting brandy in your bonbons, Grand Marnier in your breakfast jam, Kahlua in your ice cream, Scotch in your mustard and Wild Turkey in your cake.
Tea! Thou soft, thou sober,
sage and venerable liquid ...
to whose glorious insipidity,
I owe the happiest moments of my life,
let me fall prostrate.
Friendship Bread
Clarity in my cup. Transparency of my soul. Lucidity of myself.
Elixir of the ages. Tea makes us all sages.
fierce tea making
in time of war,
hay gold dusk of late spring,
Honey poured over thunder.
Humor is the honey in my tea.
Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge.
Milk for infant as liquor for adult.
Whisky making is the art of making poison pleasant
It is medicine, not poison, I offer you.
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown.
This used to be my drug of choice. In my teens my drug of choice was acceptance, in my twenties it was approval, in my thirties it was love, in my forties it was Scotch.
Wines, soups, desserts, dessert soups, and more wines.
Vodka tonic with lemon.
Anytin' free, is wort savin' up fer.
pickle juice on a cookie.
Give me yesterday's bread, this day's flesh, and last year's cider
If there was any magic in this world that was not magic, it was wine.
A martini. Shaken, not stirred.
Thou art the Mars of malcontents.
"Uisce Beatha" is a compounded distilled spirit being drawn on aromatics, and the Irish sort is particularly distinguished for its pleasant and mild flavour.
The satisfaction of a special Pninian craving.