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I spent my first 1-1/2 years out of college living in Houston, Texas. It was 1981-1983, at the tail end of an oil boom period, and Houston was booming. It was a great town to be single, although at the time I was too shy and anxious to fully take advantage of the gorgeous women that were everywhere. But I did fully enjoy the alcohol-based nature of its culture at its time. I still remember buying road beers out of wooden tubs filled with ice, strategically located next to the gas pumps, so I could get one before a long trip. And Houston is so spread out that nearly everything was a long trip 🙂

On a business trip, my colleagues regularly drank Jack Daniels, either with or without coke. I started drinking Jack & Cokes at a New Wave club I frequented. Through liberal tipping, the drinks became 90%+ Jack, with the remainder coke, over a period of months. Eventually, I gave way to ordering Jack Daniels on the rocks, and skipped the coke altogether.

And then, about 6 years ago, as part of my efforts to get in shape, and lose weight, I stopped drinking alcohol almost completely.

But about 2 months ago, I had a craving for a Jack Daniels or Wild Turkey (my other favorite). I think these are my favorite whiskeys because they use such immaculately filtered deionized water.  But I digress…  When I had that first glass of Jack Daniels, it was like water. I drank three glasses of Jack on the rocks that night, at home, and felt great the next morning. I remembered how easy it was to drink it, And how it almost scares me how much of it I can drink without getting sick or hung over. And tonight, it even went well while watching Desperate Housewives on DVD 😉


This post was provided to Who Needs Oxygen by Jean Departè, a French activist, freelance writer, and whiskey lover.  To learn more about guest posting on our site, please visit our write for us page.

One Response so far.

  1. Don Walters says:

    Wooohoooo! I love Jack!