Butter Beer

If you're reading anything on this website, you probably enjoy cocktails, an occasional pipe or cigarette, and various other politicly-incorrect behaviour. In other words, you're normal. There's also a good chance you've watched Jeeves and Wooster, in re the A & E series.  And thus, you've perhaps seen the "Kidnapped" episode. That episode, more than any others, is packed with the politically incorrect, which means it's full of reality and sanity. And hilarity. If it were in the theatres today it would be rated R, because it contains:

* Drinking of alcoholic cocktails
* Men and women smoking cigarettes and cigars--indoors
* Woman wearing a fox stole
* Black-faced minstrels
* Corporal punishment
* Portraying women in all the glory of their particularly womanly logic
* Men and women actually becoming engaged to be married, rather that just living together
* Proper gender roles (man pushing car that's out of gas, rather than woman pushing it)

Not only that, but all these elements are all portrayed in a positive and humorous light!

Well, as Bertie Wooster might say, "There it is, what?"

So what does this have to do with anything? For one, it's an awesome thing to see. And two, it reminded me of a cocktail--well, sort of--that I've been meaning to post.

It's a simple drink, and if you like both beer and eggnog, you'll probably like this. It's a medieval drink, great for a cold evening: Buttered Beer. (Due to it's alcohol, sugar and high butter content, however, it is highly incorrect according to the government.)

The recipe takes about ten minutes. You'll need:

1) One can of beer, like lager--something without a lot of fruity taste and what-not.
2) An egg yolk
3) Around 1/4 cup of sugar (or more if you like)
4) About 1/8 or so teaspoon of: nutmeg and cloves, allspice
5) About 1/16 or so teaspoon of ginger
6) 2 or 3 tablespoons of butter

Of course, all these amounts can be changed to your liking, or you can leave out a spice against which your taste buds rebel.

Then, put a smallish pot or kettle on the stove, about medium high. Put the egg yolk in, and start slowly pouring in the beer. Begin to poor right away, or the heat will scramble your egg. While you're pouring in the beer, whisk. Once all the beer is in, let it sit there until it just begins to start bubbling, then take it off the heat right away. Pour in the sugar and spices, and whisk that in well. Drop the butter into the mix, and mix that in. Then, pour it into a drinking vessel, and enjoy the sugary, spicy, buttery, alcoholic warmth.

And don't forget to watch "Kidnapped."

Not Dead...and still well dressed

What-ho, what-ho, what-ho! Well, at least to any readers who may be left, and to any new readers who may now be enthralled with and/or irritated by this venerable website, I say a hearty What-ho!


So, where have I been? Looking for work, finding part-time work, losing part-time work, trying to keep life going smoothly and merrily in this rather distressing situation, and working on a Master's Degree to help--God willing--relieve this distressing situation. And all the while being well-dressed.


But enough of that. "What," you're wondering, "is the style news?" Well, you may have noticed that being well-dressed in society at-large seems to have taken a few steps back. If I were a politician, I would sponsor a bill that would cause any man between the ages of 18 and 192 to be--well, I don't know just now, but it would be something uncomfortable--for dressing like a kid. Men who are 18, 52, or 67 years old should not, should not, should not be wearing shorts, flip flops and a baseball hat unless they're at the blooming beach, or other swimming venue. I don't know about you, but any time I see one of these fellows with their date or wife, I want to go over to the wife and say, "You're son is so well behaved." For goodness sakes, men, be men! Dress like men! Stop showing us your lousy legs, knees and feet. Perhaps, however, the baseball hat is constricting their brains.


Well, let's leave those fellows to themselves for now, if they can be responsible on their own for five minutes. For Spring/Summer, one of the great combinations for us lads is grey flannel pants (or similar material--grey dress pants, let's just say), and a dark blue blazer. But when it's too hot, who wants the blazer? There are two options:


1) Grey flannel pants and a dark blue polo shirt, with the usual brown dress shoes.
2) Dark blue pants with a medium to dark grey polo shirt, with the usual brown shoes.


For some reason, I prefer the latter.


So, get out there, and dress--well, dress like it's 1912 or so, can't go wrong much there. Ah, no, there were no polo shirts then, but you get the gist. I hope women do the same--a woman is at her prettiest when she's not dressed like she's headed for the red-light district. I'm serious--from top to floor, be covered. That way we can see your beautiful face and personality without distraction. When marriage comes along, you and your husband can distract each other then. At any other time, modesty and good style should be the watchwords of ladies and gentlemen.