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So last night I decide to run an errand to the liquor store. I needed to buy Godiva White Chocolate liquor, Vanilla Vodka, and some White Wine. Now mind you, my bar area at my home looks like a professional quarters player lives here (I think they still play that game, it is a classic). Funny thing is, none of it is really for drinking. All the alcohol on my bar is for cooking. Most of you know alcohol is not cheap. Usually when you move the van lines will not take open bottles of alcohol. Much to my delight, this move they told me if there was a lid on it they would pack it. I was soooo relieved. I probably have several hundred $$$ in bottles of booze that I have only used a couple tablespoons out of for different dishes. I tried to explain to the Van Line Rep that it was for cooking and he just looked at me and winked and said "sure it is". Our friends call me the "Liquor Lady" because they know if they need a tablespoon of Bourbon or some Rum for a recipe I am just the sucker to give it to them for free so they don't have to go out and buy a whole bottle.
Side Note: I am standing at the liquor counter checking out (of course waiting to be carded because when you are kissing 40 you look forward to being carded, it is a compliment). An older woman, mid 70's, comes gimping in store with a cane huffing and puffing. She looks totally panic stricken. She comes over to my side of counter and looks up at the gentleman checking me out and shouts "YOU MOVED, OH MY GOSH, DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT", she was shaking and out of breath. The guy behind the counter says "I will go and get your usual". He leaves the counter and comes back with a 5th of whiskey. LOL, apparently they had recently moved their store just a couple of doors down and this lady is a regular and went to the old store and panicked when she could not get "her usual". Make note to self: Drink whiskey when I turn 70. Just like I want to be like old guy as an honorary VP in my 80's, I will also add that I want to be a regular at the liquor store and everyone will know "my usual" when I am in my 70's. My list of what I want to be when I grow up is ever growing.
Sad side note: I did not get carded this time. Not even a shifty eye glance like they were mulling it over. DAMN!
Disbursement of alcohol as follows. Vanilla Vodka=Chocolate Peppermintini's, Godiva White Chocolate Liquor=White Chocolate Egg Nog Trifle, Calvaldo's (Apple Brandy)=nut topping used in Sugar and Nut Glazed Brie, Grand Marnier=Chocolate Grand Marnier Ice Cream w/almonds.
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Yikes, maybe that lady should have some gatorade instead.. nice cold gatorade....
I had the same look & wink when I went to the Liquor Store at 8 AM for rum for my rum cake. Why did I feel like I needed to explain???Only in the south and in a small town where the liquor store is just down the street from the "First National Baptist Church".
I always feel like I need to explain when I am buying alcohol. I always feel like they are watching me in the store like I am a teenager trying to get away with something. Maybe it is the blacked out windows and seedy cashier w/the cigarette that looks at you like you just bought a cart of porn instead of a chardonnay. I dunno.
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