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Saturday Night

It's nice to know I haven't completely lost my touch. What you're looking at above is my *first* homemade whiskey sour. I've only had 1 other one befit, made by my old coworker, Jessica Carr. Now Jess was very adamant that any proper Whiskey sour should have simple syrup and egg white. Well, my simple syrup didn't turn out. It didn't solidify at all. I still used it. I can't waste that much sugar, after all. But I did use egg whites. I also ground up my own lemon for the lemon juice, didn't buy it at the store. I know you can taste the difference between the real thing and buying stuff from the store.

Yay me.

To catch people up: I used to be a raging alcoholic. Last year, I went through a rehab program. I felt like it brainwashed me into never drinking again. That wasn't what I wanted from the program. I wanted to get my drinking under control or at least, learn the reason I was drinking in the first place. I think I've figured out a good deal. That said, after a few drinks, I have a hard time stopping. So, I don't drink. Period. It's for my safety and the safety of the people around me. Most people think I'm awful drunk. Although, I've always had the most creative thoughts while under the influence. I'm still learning to balance drinking for fun and getting out of hand.

Right now, I've been craving a whiskey sour. I've seen it mentioned in many shows. I knew it wasn't too hard to make, so I bought myself the stuff this week.

Nothing any avoiding to plan, of course. My shaker is broken. The syrup didn't harden. I barely got any lemon juice. But you know what?

It tastes AMAZING.

I haven't drank something this tasty in a long time. Even at the bar. It's been a long time. I think because I made it myself, it tastes even better than I remember. Maybe because it's been 9 years since that first whiskey sour. I won't evaluate it too much. I'll just appreciate the contents of my glass.

In the back of my head, I'll think of Jess. I'll think of the life I had at that time. I'll remember being a bartender and learning how to layer shots. I'll also remember the cheating boyfriend that first started my alcoholism. But there's a silver lining in everything, if you know how to look for it. The silver lining here is that every step I've taken, good or bad, brought me to this exact moment. To be honest, it couldn't be better.


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