Pot Likker, Part 2

[realexplodingcat]

Remember my experiment with pot liquor? After one month of regularly drinking pot liquor the only thing I have to show for it is the appearance of a straw fedora in my wardrobe. A cheap one, at that. So, I guess it's working. It's turning me into a southern gentleman. Just very slowly.

I must execute a more drastic plan to expedite the process. I intend to continue using the recipe I posted previously. However, I will replace the several cups of fresh water required for the recipe with several cups of pot liquor reserved from previously cooked greens. I will continue to recycle this pot liquor over and over and over, for several thousand separate pots of boiled greens, for as long as it takes to create a super dense pot liquor. A pot slurry, if you will. Then, I will make an alcohol solution combining my pot slurry with kentucky bourbon. It shall be a potent tincture. Only a few drops under the tongue should be enough to turn any damn yankee into a southern gentleman in less than a New York minute.

Comments

[mme-moonpie.livejournal.com]

Ferment and distill the pot likker into pot likker liquor?

Though it's for the noblist of causes, the thought of using bourbon for such an experiment, well.... It's not to be condoned.

[jb98.livejournal.com]

Sorry, but pot slurry sounds like something that would come out of a bong, lol.

[mustelidmania.livejournal.com]

turning into a southern gentlemen takes longer than a "New Orleans" minute. why do you think that southern gentlemens talk soooooooo sloooooooow? other than drunkeness?

you rock

[(Anonymous)]

i've been wandering aimlessly around the halls of the internet tonight and found my way to your blog. i *love* your post about pot liquor. that whole southern gentleman thing cracked me up. fantastic. phenomenal.

my adventures with becoming more southern pretty much occurred when i moved to kentucky/tennessee and now don't automatically wretch at the sight of the Stars n' Bars. baby steps. baby steps. who knows, i may yet become the hoopskirted belle to hang on your gentlemanly, seersuckered arm. in a gentlemanly way, of course. i'm not vying for ygg's spot, but a Southern Gentleman *would* offer his arm to a lady in the appropriate social setting.

in any case, you truly have a talent for writing...thanks for sharing. ;-)

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