As part of our mission here at Why Daddy Drinks to revel in the humorous lunacy that is fatherhood, and to promote the drinking of quality beverages, we bring you our weekly segment highlighting something that should be in your glass. This is The Drink Of The Weekend.
When I was in college, gin was about the last thing we would drink. And we would drink almost anything we could get our hands on. My fraternity brothers and I probably could have paid for a semester’s tuition if we had actually recycled all the cans of Buckhorn beer and Boone’s Farm wine that we poured into our faces from just one standard Saturday night.
But gin? That stuff was rank. I guess it had to do with the smell. The average 21-year-old [because, of course we never engaged in any underage drinking at school] finds the particular scent of Juniper berries that pleasant. And let’s face it: Gin didn’t really lend itself to the college social scene. You never heard of anyone doing gin shots, for example.
However, the main reason I think we disliked gin was that we just didn’t have good taste in what we drank. Anyone who’s been 21 knows that you drink the cheapest, least-horrible stuff you can find for whatever cash you can dig out of your pockets. My guess is that our gin experiences probably involved something along the lines of a bottle of Hobo McLiverKiller’s Mexican Gin. Not the best brand on the shelf.
But, like with beer, my tastes in booze have evolved as I have gotten older. And one day, oh, about 10 years ago, I read something about gin in general, and Bombay Sapphire, in particular. And my drinking likes were reborn.
I can say that on a hot day, or any day for that matter, few things are more refreshing than a tall Bombay Sapphire and tonic with half a lime squeezed in. It’s the perfect sipping drink on a night out, or while your working a couple of ribeyes on the grill. I mentioned in an early column how, after a weekend day of non-stop kid parties, all I wanted to do was pour myself a tall Bombay Sapphire and tonic. My three-year-old daughter joined me outside as I nursed my drink and imagined a time when the sun never sat on the British Empire.
The G&T, as it is known, is about as simple a cocktail as you can imagine. Fill a highball [or other] glass about halfway with ice. Pour in two ounces of gin, add tonic water and squeeze in the juice from half a lime. Throw the lime rind in for good measure, stir, and then picture yourself around 1920 at the Raffles Hotel Long Bar in Singapore talking with the British High Commissioner about going on a tiger hunt.
Before you know it, it will be time for a refill and you’ll be singing “God Save The Queen”.