Readin' Walker Percy on Bourbon and other book club tidbits

I grow mint. I use it in cookin' an' fer iced tea.

But I reckon one of these days, jes' fer the novelty of freakin' out my intimates, I'se goin' ter try a Mint Julep. The whole clan will fall down in shock and mebbe think The End Is Near.

I'se a fan of Walker Percy--doan he look like a fella you'd like to sit on a bench an talk to? Another shockin' thang I'se gonna do one day is git myself cute-i-fied up a notch an go out an sit wif' some ole geezers on a bench--jes' surprise the whiskers offa 'em when I sit down an' say,

"Howdy do, sir. Ain't it a good day to visit? Lemme ask ya, what has ya been readin' recently? Here, hand me some of them bread crusts so I can hep ya feed these pigeons."


Anyhoo, this is what Walker has to say 'bout Bourbon, an it includes his own recipe.


"This is not written by a connoisseur of bourbon. Ninety-nine percent of bourbon drinkers know more about bourbon than I do. It is about the aesthetic of bourbon drinking in general and in particular of knocking it back neat...."

The rest of his essay is here: http://www.claremont.org/publications/crb/id.764/article_detail.asp




Aunty done got herself into too many book clubs. One of 'em is a bit more serious, an' thas' the one that is re-readin' Percy. plus a bio of the fella.











But here is a partial list of the frivolous group:

The Glass Castle
Peace Like a River'
Major Pettigrew's Last Stand
The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake
Oxygen
Dreamers of the Day
Spies of the Balkans (looking forward to this one)
The Gift of Rain
My Antonia
Illicit


I recall that Fishy wuz doin' a mystery readin' group--how is that goin' Fishy?

Is any of the rest of y'all in book groups? What does ya read?

What summer book wuz yore favorite?

An the BIG question fer some of us wuz, does read on a book or a E- Reader...so far, the real thang wins.

Now, about that mint julep...

C'Mon In!! Anon Boxer's Blog Block Party!

Hey all ya'll!! Especially those makin' the rounds from Anonymous Boxer's Blog Shindig.

Welcome to Aunty's Porches...jes' open the gate and c'mon round back. See that copper kettle by the tree? Look inside an' git out a raw bone fer ya' dawg.....(but not She-pup, her's got her own chair on both porches!)

Hoo-whee, I do love to meet new folks. Please make yoreself real welcome--there's a pitcher of lemonade on the Front Porch and we's even got some mint juleps fer extra merriment. Ceegars on BACK Porch, only please.

Natcherly, Uncle done brought us a wheelbarrow full of his finest Pork Rinds.. but Uncle ain't here--he's hostin' his own shin'dig...not exactly an office party, since he's gathered his crews around a couple of barrels out in a field--oh, ya know what I mean...remember how in high school how ya' went out behind the airport to the oak hammock land and build a bonfire and drink and hoot and holler, and she-and-he, but nobody could hear ya' on account of the planes??

Yeah, well, Uncle was a champ at orgnanizin' that , so when he growed up he figgered no office parties ( Anon Boxer?) fer him and his gang...nope, they got BBQ and some sorta hooch they cook up....and a blue-grass thang goin' but--ya'll doan wanna go, cause the dress code is overalls--doan look good wif' them gold sling back pumps that MOI is sportin'.

But Aunty has had her hand in the kitchen too....

Ya gotta taste mah venison chilli, top it with the jalapeno sour cream if ya need a bit of meanness to git ya' feelin' feisty (Artfulsub?)

But iffin' ya's snooty 'bout yore food, the world's best coulibiac is on the dinin' room table.

Fer ya'll wif a sweet tooth, pop one of them chocolate bourbon balls Uncle's sis makes us , or have that white choc almond bark a neighbor fella drops off each year--he is an almond farmer/rancher, so them's the best almonds I ever had.

AB!! Mind yore manners, sugar plum---Honey you can look, but doan even think about liftin' that possum paintin' that SHE done did fer me.

( Psst! All ya'll who is mah special friends...wander on upstairs--I done laid out mah most to-die-fer-shoes so ya'll can see 'em plain and doan need ter git caught sneakin' round peekin' in closets. Those grey lizard peep toe shoes is thar' fer ya' Moi.)

Iamnot, iffin' all this sashayin' around wif the the lady bloggers is wearin' on ya, jes' duck into the door first on right at top of the stairs---books aplenty and doan tell nobody how messy mah desk is--papers galore and stale crusts & coffee dregs from midnight oil sessions....workin' on that Jihad essay fer the BACK Porch.



Ya'll make some merry , ya heah? It's warm heah, no snow in Floridy, but ain't the poinsettias purty??









I'll be back directly--gotta go out up and down the Blog Block to mee t mah table mates, Zupper Zee, I seen Manuel, gotta find Gypsy, and Beth & Jerry...I'se a comin' folks...