Nectar Of The Gods

It’s been more than three years since our founding editor sucked down his last Makers’ Mark adult beverage … hell, it’s been three years since he’s consumed any alcohol (well, not counting communion wine).

Bummer, we know.

Of course, Sic does keep a fifty milliliter mini-bottle of the ninety proof nectar at his office desk “just in case I know I’m gonna die,” he says.

Once an alkie, always an alkie, we guess.

Anyway, as much as we are all grateful for Sic’s sobriety (some people more than others), it’s obvious that the straight handmade bourbon whiskey – distilled and aged at Star Hill Farm in Loretta, Kentucky – will always hold a special place in his heart.

After all it was under the influence of Maker’s Mark that Sic scored with his first TV reporter and State House lobbyist, and it was during an all-night Maker’s fest at the old stomping grounds (a.k.a. Durkin’s Bar) that he shot his personal best Golden Tee score.

What was it?

No one knows … he was too drunk to swipe his card.

Anyway, people often ask Sic, “is it hard not drinking?”

Usually, the answer is “no,” he says. Sic goes to parties and receptions all the time and doesn’t imbibe, and the lovely Mrs. Sic notes that one non-alcoholic O’Douls each weekend is more than enough to wet her husband’s beer whistle.

But there’s something about the thought of all that Maker’s Mark that appeals to an alkie’s brain … something that just makes you want to go swimming, doesn’t it?

Mmmm … yummy!

Pic: Maker’s Mark.com

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