I am at work right now. And I read this while standing behind the bar staring at Bourbon. Also three words really stuck out at me: GREEN. LACE. PANTIES. *dies*
Look I know so much of this is just, like, a tract on things that I, personally, enjoy (John Dewey, pork belly carbonara, the idea of a HOM taking me shopping for fancy suits) but GW’s signature drink being bourbon straight is like, the most glaring example of that. I’m so predictable.