Saturday, I traveled to Cashiers, North Carolina to tend bar at a wedding. I left at 11 a.m. on Saturday afternoon and returned to my house at almost 5 a.m. on Sunday morning. Cashiers is SUPPOSED to be a lot cooler than Athens, Georgia, but is currently having a heat wave of its own. The roads leading to Cashiers resemble a slalom, with steep drops on either side. While it was a fun trip up (only one person in the car I was driving wanted to yak when we got there), I had to hitch a ride with one of our large trucks on the way back, so it was a SLOW trip back (because who really wants to take a plunge off a mountain in a refrigerator truck full of stuff?) and I didn't have satellite radio, which is my new best friend.
Sampling the GrasshopperMy discovery of the night was
44° North Huckleberry infused vodka, made in Idaho, with the Idaho potato stamp of approval. It was a hit among the peeps doing shots, which did not include poor me. I did sample a small bit of Grasshopper, but that was because the bartender didn't realize he was using a huckleberry-flavored vodka in a minty drink.
Sampling the Grasshopper
