Paternal Drunk - Post 36 - Dave Matthews - S January 21

Dave Matthews

I didn’t make it back to my hometown of Fredericton, New Brunswick this past holiday season (Lord, it seems like a long time ago now). I can’t remember the reason. Something about $2400 worth of plane tickets and traveling with 2½-year-old and 2-month-old girls in shitty weather. Yeah, that was it. As such, although it […]

Paternal Drunk - Post 35 - De la Louisiane - S January 09

De la Louisiane

Happy New Year! I trust everyone rung in the New Year in a completely responsible and respectable manner. I did. I certainly didn’t wake up with a debilitating hangover, forcibly ejected from the halls of sleep at 6 AM by a 2½-year-old screaming “DADDY! IT’S MORNING TIME!” Nope, not me. My mouth didn’t feel like […]

Paternal Drunk - Post 34 - Penicillin - S December 26

Penicillin

Everybody is sick. Let me paint you a picture. My sinuses are congested and my head feels like it’s full of concrete. My 2½-year-old is coughing like she’s been down in the coal mines all her life and has a perpetual runny nose. My 3-month-old is suffering from a wicked post-nasal drip resulting in choking […]

Paternal Drunk - Post 33 - Cobble Hill - S December 15

Cobble Hill

Well, the Paternal Drunk is back from a bit of an extended break. During my absence from the blogosphere, my number of chillens has grown from one to two. Egad! I am now the proud father of two beautiful daughters, God help me. I predict a spike in my drinking habits in, say… 12 years. […]

Paternal Drunk - Post 32 - Left Hand - S September 28

Left Hand

“When they send for you, you go in alive, you come out dead, and it’s your best friend that does it.” – Benjamin ‘Lefty’ Ruggiero, “Donnie Brasco” The Left Hand cocktail can be described a couple different ways. It’s my understanding that Sam Ross, the creator of the drink, described it as the confluence of […]

Paternal Drunk - Post 31 - Conquistador - S July 17

Conquistador

“Nosotros los españoles sufrimos de una enfermedad del corazón que sólo el oro puede curar” “We Spaniards suffer from a sickness of the heart that only gold can cure.” – Hernán Cortés Conquistadors, from the Spanish/Portuguese word meaning “conquerors”, were murderous, disease-spreading bastards operating under the guises of “adventurers” and “explorers”. These Spaniards and Portuguese […]

Paternal Drunk - Post 30 - Paper Plane - S June 22

Paper Plane

I fly like paper, get high like planes If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name If you come around here, I make ‘em all day I get one down in a second if you wait – Mathangi “Maya” Arulpragasam (M.I.A.) This drink was created by Sam Ross when he […]

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