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[Disclaimer: I participate in a word-of-mouth marketing endeavor called BzzAgent. Occasionally, they send me stuff to try, and talk about with people. Hence, the [Bzz] tag. Part of doing this involves letting folks know that I'm actively doing this word-of-mouth marketing; I'm not paid, I just occasionally get free shit.]
So, the lushes in the Bzz hive were all geeked when the potential for free/cheap hooch showed up in the form of a campaign for Canadian Club whisky/whiskey.
Well, duh.
You ever tried something that people said, "They couldn't give that away!"
CC would very nearly be "that."
Neat, it's awful, like getting kicked in the mouth by a steelmonger's workboot after they walked home behind a garbage truck.
On the rocks... the steelmonger and garbage truck were in Manitoba in February, but that's the only change. Call it "Pittsburgh Twist."
Surprisingly, after all that, when mixed one-to-one with some sour mix of questionable provenance and well past it's sell-by date, it's delicious (note: this was -not- done after the previous two encounters, and was done with a clear head and clean palate).
My grandfather (mom's dad) was a whiskey sour guy. I am apparently also a whiskey sour guy.
If I can ever figure out how the hell to get the UPC symbol off the bottle, I'll get $11.99 of the $15.99 I shelled out for CC's midrange (10-year) offering back.
So, the lushes in the Bzz hive were all geeked when the potential for free/cheap hooch showed up in the form of a campaign for Canadian Club whisky/whiskey.
Well, duh.
You ever tried something that people said, "They couldn't give that away!"
CC would very nearly be "that."
Neat, it's awful, like getting kicked in the mouth by a steelmonger's workboot after they walked home behind a garbage truck.
On the rocks... the steelmonger and garbage truck were in Manitoba in February, but that's the only change. Call it "Pittsburgh Twist."
Surprisingly, after all that, when mixed one-to-one with some sour mix of questionable provenance and well past it's sell-by date, it's delicious (note: this was -not- done after the previous two encounters, and was done with a clear head and clean palate).
My grandfather (mom's dad) was a whiskey sour guy. I am apparently also a whiskey sour guy.
If I can ever figure out how the hell to get the UPC symbol off the bottle, I'll get $11.99 of the $15.99 I shelled out for CC's midrange (10-year) offering back.
