Gin gin gin



I felt quite proud of myself for running 10k in less than 50 minutes this morning, so this evening I made a start on the gin. Currently we have about a third of a bottle of Oola, a full bottle of Hendrick’s that I picked up in Heathrow duty free in June (and never touched, baby arriving inconveniently close on its tail), and two bottles of Sipsmith (one regular, one sloe gin) that we bought in London in October. Oh, and there’s a bottle of Bombay Sapphire and another of Beefeater in the bottom of my desk at work, again, untouched. For somebody who likes gin, I seem to have spent more time stockpiling it than drinking it this year. Like a crazed survivalist, but the sort who’s a raging alcoholic and worried more about a visit from the authorities to confiscate his booze than from a band of refugees fleeing the zombie horde.

This evening I made two gin and tonics. We had a bottle of Fever Tree tonic water in the fridge, which is far superior to Schweppes. It’s also very expensive, which means you should avoid it like the plague unless you’re loaded with cash, or dislike gin and tonic. This is because once you’ve tried it and noticed how much fresher tasting it is than the frankly chemical taste of Schweppes, it’s painful to go back to the old stuff again. And even the biggest bottle of Fever Tree we could find is only enough for three gin and tonics.

(That’s a good thing; as we’re off on holiday at the end of the week, I’d hate to let the tonic go flat, so if it had been enough for ten gin and tonics I’d probably have had to be drunk every evening this week. Yes, I’m a lightweight now. No, that’s no bad thing: it means I’m now a cheap drunk, not an expensive one. Well, apart from the taste for expensive/slightly esoteric gin.)

The Oola has a quite sweet, floral taste to it. Not quite as much as the St George Terroir that was my favourite all last year, until pregnancy put a crimp in our family’s drinking habits. The Hendrick’s is probably well mannered and ‘normal’, as far as gin goes. The Sipsmith, which I’d like to start on, is meant to be good, insofar as it got into a list of the top 5 gins to make an G&T with, but I haven’t actually tried it yet. It might turn out to be far too manly a drink for me; I like my booze slightly girly, sweet and cheerful, not the sort of dark ryes and rums that men are supposed to drink, in between chopping down trees and driving tanks.

But I don’t really want to open another bottle before we’ve finished the Oola. It’s like have five different, half empty, bottles of shampoo in the shower; aesthetically, it’s just wrong. It’s not like gin is going to go off, but it shows a distracted mind if you have half a dozen unfinished bottles littering the place.

Perhaps I should organize a gin drinking party. Or recover my consciousness at about 3am, while weeping, doing the washing up. We do have a lot of gin, after all. And an awful lot of washing up.


3 responses to “Gin gin gin”

  1. Organise a gin drinking party next time you come to England!

    I discovered today that I am only 29% posh which explains why my drinks aren’t even as good as Schweppes.

    • I suspect that at some point, the price/quality curve for tonic water flips, so really cheap stuff is better than what’s in the middle. But without a lot of testing, this is going to be difficult to verify.

      So that means a lot of testing then.

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