Strong Medicine

I’ve never been very attracted to alcohol. The bar scene did not interest me when I was growing up, so I never developed a taste for beer or alcohol of any sort really. I think the last alcohol I had for pleasure was in my early 20s. (I say for pleasure because I don’t consider cough syrup pleasurable.)

So when I told my neighbor and good friend that both Alice and I had a cold that had settled in our chests, he gave me a recipe:

1 cup hot tea
1 teaspoon honey (more or less to taste)
a few drops of lemon juice (to taste)
1 oz. whiskey

as hot as you can not more than every two hours.

When he said this to me on the phone, I joked about it, but I could not get him to laugh. I realized he was serious, even though he knew I never touch the stuff. I’d trust my life to this man’s medical judgement, so an unusual word made it to my Monday shopping list this week, “whiskey.”

As I put away the groceries and came upon the bottle, I had serious second thoughts, but went ahead and mixed myself a batch, got it down the hatch, and walked the dog. The walk was a little loopier than normal as I remember. When we got home, I sat in the recliner to read a bit, and fell asleep. When I awoke, my lungs felt much better. When Alice got home and settled in, we each had another dose just before bed.

This morning when I got up, my lungs felt better than they had in some time. As the day progressed, however, the gravel came back, so I just had another dose. My first thought after getting this stuff down was to to wonder how anyone could drink this stuff for pleasure. My second thought was I’ll bet the folks that drink this stuff regularly don’t get many colds. My third thought was… I forget. I think I’ll go lay down and hope my head doesn’t spin too much. 🙂

2 Responses to “Strong Medicine”

  1. Steve says:

    Oh for the love of god, dad, you bought Canadian Hunter. I like whiskey and I wouldn’t drink that crap if you paid me.

  2. admin0 says:

    How did you learn that Canadian Hunter was crap? Perhaps by buying some by mistake? I wish you could have seen the interaction I had with the clerk when I bought my bottle. The smaller bottles were behind the courtesy desk at Econo, and the clerk was clearly used to people telling her what they wanted. I had no clue, and she didn’t seem very knowledgeable. There were two cheap brands, and Kesslers ™ for a couple of bucks more. I chose cheap. Watered down with tea, honey, and lemon, you can barely tell it is rotgut 🙂

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