Sunday, July 5, 2009
Being a hospo girl of course I’m a fan of the old whiskey sour. It’s a drink one savours while reminiscing on the activities from the evening. So when my friend Milked started her blog the whiskey bar I was stoked as not only is it a chance to chew the fat on the yarns of life it sets the tones on the types of yarns one will have. Not only is drinking whiskey is one of my favourite past times but drinking whiskey while listening to Morris spine a yarn or two just hits the spot. I guarantee Milked’s dry, witty sense of humour will defiantly lighten ones heart and will constantly remind us all of the humorous side to life.