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Neither the author nor publisher of this book is affiliated with or endorsed by Kyle McHugh of The Boozehound or the website www.theboozehound.com.


Copyright © 2010 by Jason Wilson

All rights reserved.

Published in the United States by Ten Speed Press, an imprint of the Crown Publishing Group, a division of Random House, Inc., New York.

www.crownpublishing.com

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Ten Speed Press and the Ten Speed Press colophon are registered trademarks of Random House, Inc.

Portions of this book have been adapted from previously published material in the Washington Post, The Smart Set from Drexel University, Imbibe Magazine, and Condé Nast Traveler.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Wilson, Jason, 1970–

Boozehound : on the trail of the rare, the obscure, and the overrated in spirits / Jason Wilson.—1st ed.

p. cm.

Summary: “A journalistic excursion into lesser-known, forgotten, and misunderstood spirits from around the world, with recipes”—Provided by publisher.

1. Liquors. 2. Cookery (Liquors) I. Title.

TP590.W55 2010

641.2′5—dc22

2010013363

eISBN: 978-1-58008-611-0

v3.1

FOR JEN

CONTENTS

Cover

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Introduction The Booze Beat

CHAPTER 1 • THE OMBIBULOUS ME

CHAPTER 2 • FLAVOR AND ITS DISCONTENTS

CHAPTER 3 • LIQUOR STORE ARCHAEOLOGY

CHAPTER 4 • ROMANCE: THEY POUR IT ON

CHAPTER 5 • BITTER IS BELLA

CHAPTER 6 • WATER OF LIFE

CHAPTER 7 • TERROIR-ISTS

CHAPTER 8 • OF POLITICS AND RUM

CHAPTER 9 • THE ANGELS’ SHARE

Acknowledgments

Appendix

INTRODUCTION

The Booze Beat

AS LONG AS YOU REPRESENT ME AS PRAISING ALCOHOL I SHALL NOT COMPLAIN.

—H. L. Mencken


A FEW YEARS AGO, I was at a fancy party with several people who have successful careers in what’s commonly called lifestyle journalism. We were drinking special cocktails made with a very special gin that had been infused with cucumbers and rose petals, and mixed with rose water that had been specially imported from Lebanon.

I was chatting with a beautiful, sexy friend who wrote for a magazine that covers luxury spa vacations. She got that job, in part, because she wrote a travel book about bathing culture that one critic claimed “bred a new publishing hybrid, the beauty-travel memoir, Bruce Chatwin by way of Allure magazine.”

As we chatted, I shared some good news with her: I had just been hired to write a column for a major newspaper about spirits and cocktails.

“You should really meet my friend,” she told me. “He’s the perfume critic at the Times.”

“Really?” I said. “Let me just see if I’m hearing this correctly. The luxury spa columnist would like the spirits columnist to meet the perfume columnist.”

“Yes,” she said, with a beautiful, sexy smile.

“Wait,” I said. “Did you just hear that?”

“What?”

“Oh, nothing,” I said. “I just thought for a second that I heard the sound of the Apocalypse happening.”

I often said things like this in the beginning of my new job. I’d grown up, after all, in a family of men who made their money packing fruit and vegetables—real work. I knew what it was like to wake up for work at 4 a.m., to haggle over crates of cantaloupe at the produce terminal before sunrise. By thirteen, I knew what it felt like to unload a truckload of onions in the July sun; how your arms were ripped up by the fifty-pound red mesh bags. My father mangled his thumb in a machine that stitches together bags of potatoes. I could imagine my grandfather saying, “Spirits and cocktail columnist? Really? I’m spinning in my goddamn grave.” At least that’s how my misguided thinking went in those early days.

When I was in school, I’d dreamed of becoming Ernest Hemingway. Now, I travel and drink and write about my traveling and drinking. Close enough, I guess—though likely closer to the paunchy, boozy, crazy late Hemingway than the younger, dashing one who ran with bulls, drove ambulances in the Great War, and wrote classic novels. It’s sort of like dreaming of becoming Elvis when you’re young, and then actually becoming Elvis years later—but maybe you’ve become the wrong

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