WASHINGTON, January 20, 2014 — On Friday afternoon, right at the one or two hour mark before quitting time, whenever that may be, it hits you: Damn, I want a drink.
Of course it may hit you a thousand times before that, but most of the times you are hit hard with that urge it is at the end of a day, and when you are hit hardest it is at the end of the day at the end of the week.
That kind of “I need a drink” sigh, that’s the realization that it’s almost time to be yourself for a few days. That is your soul saying, “I don’t want to be here anymore without something to take my mind off the fact that I’m still here”, that’s your soul saying, “once more into the breach, once more into the breach and we will carry the day.”
When you say, damn I need a drink; what’s the drink you need? What is the thing you poor to start the night, or the weekend, or to just relax?
I am a whiskey man of sorts, as I am a bourbon man, followed by Irish, followed by anything really. But the whiskey that starts my weekend is Sam Houston Whiskey.
Sam Houston is an American Straight Whiskey named after, of course the first President and Governor of the Republic of Texas, former general and Tennessee native, Sam Houston. It is bottled by Western Spirits out of Wilson, Wyoming. According to the site, Sam Houston is an “American straight whiskey made with Kentucky Bourbon.” And it tastes like it.
It can be difficult to find. I can only find it in my neighborhood liquor store and in one barbecue place around my work. It sometimes runs out, and when it does I huff and puff around the bourbon aisle until I find something that may serve as a suitable replacement. But the replacement is never suitable. It ends up being RC Cola when you asked the waitress for Coca Cola. No one wants RC Cola, and if you say you do, you are lying to yourself.
As far as taste goes, this is a great whiskey. It is relatively smooth, heavy, and what some critics would call smoky. ?The way I can tell if I will like the whiskey is the color of it in the bottle, almost like a caramel, syrup color. The more syrupy, the more I am likely to repeatedly dole out the fruits of my labor to purchase it.
When drinking Sam Houston, I don’t mix it with anything, and I take it neat. I don’t really like bourbon on the rocks, though rocks on Irish isn’t too bad. To me, bourbon whiskey is supposed to be a little thicker, it’s supposed to stick to the glass and have “legs” like a good wine. Sam Houston Whiskey swirls well in a glass. It is smooth enough to drink neat, but provides a little bit of a bite that all whiskey should by the grace of God possess. It keeps the cold out, and it goes well with beer. If you are going to drink it with beer, Shiner Bock Hefe tastes pretty good with it.
Sam Houston is that drink I drink when the week is over. It’s that drink I drink when I don’t have anything to do for a few days, when I don’t have to worry about plans, or work, or deadlines. The General (as I often call this particular bottle) is the perfect way to end the day and start the weekend.
And to me, when I am sitting at work on Friday with my eye on the clock, when I say to myself “damn I need a drink,” that particular drink is Sam Houston American Straight Whiskey.
Tell me your drink, the drink that you drink when it’s time to relax and I will gladly give it a try and review it here.
Until next time, bottoms up.