Showing posts with label College Station TX. Show all posts
Showing posts with label College Station TX. Show all posts

Thursday, May 24, 2012

the joy of juniper

“I really need a gin and tonic.” --Camilla Parker Bowles


A few days ago I did something I've never done: I attended a gin tasting event. It was fantastic. The Co-Founder and Director of Broker's Gin, Andy Dawson, facilitated the evening's events in College Station, TX (I even walked away with an autographed bottle of Broker's Gin). We sipped, we smelled, we swirled, we laughed, and we learned all about gin--with only one caveat: "Do NOT drink all of the gin in front of you." That was good advice, since we each were sipping from five different glasses of gin.

As the daughter of a good Brit, I'm a huge gin fan. Huge. In fact, it's my favorite spirit (and boy, do I enjoy some spirits). For an alcohol beverage to be classified as gin, it need only meet three criteria: (1) It starts from a liquid base mash/spirit (e.g., corn, wheat, barley); (2) it contains various botanicals/aromatics (the types and numbers vary, based on the brand of gin ... I learned that my gin preferences lean towards those gins with fewer botanicals); and (3) it's steeped with juniper berries. That's it!

Anyway, I loved every minute of it. And I intend to hold my own "gin tasting evening" at my house sometime in the near future. Good, good times.



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Saturday, February 18, 2012

play ball!

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Last night, the Texas Aggies christened Olsen Field at Blue Bell Park. The season-openeing inaugural game (vs. University of Illinois-Chicago) in the shiny new park has been a long-time coming ... so wouldn't you know it ... even though we're in the throes of a year+-long drought, College Station was graced yesterday with a much-needed gullywasher. The baseball gods must've been snickering.

Two words: Rain. Out.

I managed to snap a few shots of the park (not nearly as many as I'd hoped [the precip kept me confined to the concourse]); but the good news is that an entire season awaits.

God bless you, Blue Bell Creameries (and the Kruse family). Aggieland thanks you for your generosity (and your damn fine ice cream).


 
Gig'em, Ags.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

"the brazos still runs muddy ..."

"... like she's run all along ...."

It's a dreary, gray day--the perfect Sunday backdrop, as far as I'm concerned. Trying to beat the rainstorm that's about to roll in, I grabbed my camera and drove out to an old bridge that covers some railroad tracks on the Brazos County line. Nothing but the Brazos River, the occasional car passing on the road above, and the sound of birds in the trees. The scene may not have been considered beautiful in the classic sense of the word; but I thought it was glorious.