Actually, don’t call me old-fashioned. I mean, I have purple hair and went to hippie college. Not what you would call old-fashioned. What I meant is that you can call a me the type of person who likes to drink an old-fashioned. It may have gotten started when I started watching Mad Men a few years back, which incidentally corresponded to the opening of a whiskey bar in back in Durham, Whiskey (a less than original name, I know, but they have lots of personality). Either way, it is slowly becoming one of my drinks of choice (don’t worry gin and tonic – you will always have a place in my heart).
I find it also helps immensely in dealing with the Midwestern winter (in addition to all of that comfort food I just talked about).
Start with a sugar cube (~1 tsp), ideally in the proper glassware. Alas, all I had was this stemless wine glass.
Don’t be surprised if I emerge from this winter a 250-pound alcoholic…