It was 90 degrees and sunny where I was
I took this with me and read it on my trip. At first I was going to send Bucky an e-mail that said, "Sorry, Bucky. Nice try. But you have to have more food in a post on a food blog." (This is a continuing problem with all my guest posters.)
But then I realized it was 90 degrees and sunny where I was, and I couldn't pass up the opportunity for a legitimate gloat. Just skip to the last sentence if you want to stay on topic. EL
We have this little e-mail game in my family that starts out with one of us sending an e-mail that says, “Geeze, it’s cold this morning…6 degrees.” That will prompt a response from another family member something like, “It’s really cold here…minus 3 degrees.” That will be followed by an email from yet another family member saying, “Cold? You call that cold? It’s minus 11 degrees here this morning and it hasn’t been above zero for a week.”
I call this game, “The First Liar Doesn’t Stand a Chance.”
These are the days when I wish I was a big wave surfer dude.
Do you want to know what “cold” is? Last January I ran across this news item and I was so fascinated by it that I saved it:
“Moscow, Russia (AHN) - Russians are bracing for temperatures of as low as minus 55 degrees Celsius (minus 67 degrees Fahrenheit) in Siberia as Russia's emergencies ministry warns on Wednesday of its impending dangers in the coming weeks.
The ministry warned that the unusually cold weather could kill, cause frost-bite, conk heaters and cut electricity to homes, disrupt transport, increase the rate of car accidents and even destroy buildings across Siberia."
So cold that buildings fall down. That, my friends, is cold.
Some of my friends and I discussed one time what the definition of “really cold” might be. We decided that the definition of “really cold” is minus 40 degrees. That is the temperature where the Celsius and Fahrenheit scales intersect, so it is the temperature where nobody gains an argumentative advantage because of measurement methodology.
Here’s the assignment for today, Sandboxers: give us your favorite cold-weather drink. Extra credit will be awarded to those who include the recipe.
I call this game, “The First Liar Doesn’t Stand a Chance.”
These are the days when I wish I was a big wave surfer dude.
Do you want to know what “cold” is? Last January I ran across this news item and I was so fascinated by it that I saved it:
“Moscow, Russia (AHN) - Russians are bracing for temperatures of as low as minus 55 degrees Celsius (minus 67 degrees Fahrenheit) in Siberia as Russia's emergencies ministry warns on Wednesday of its impending dangers in the coming weeks.
The ministry warned that the unusually cold weather could kill, cause frost-bite, conk heaters and cut electricity to homes, disrupt transport, increase the rate of car accidents and even destroy buildings across Siberia."
So cold that buildings fall down. That, my friends, is cold.
Some of my friends and I discussed one time what the definition of “really cold” might be. We decided that the definition of “really cold” is minus 40 degrees. That is the temperature where the Celsius and Fahrenheit scales intersect, so it is the temperature where nobody gains an argumentative advantage because of measurement methodology.
Here’s the assignment for today, Sandboxers: give us your favorite cold-weather drink. Extra credit will be awarded to those who include the recipe.








Comments
When I click on the video it says "This video has been removed due to terms of use violation." Does that means we have all violated the Digital millenium Copyright Act? Oh no, the Feds are coming, the Feds are coming.
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | January 2, 2009 11:21 AM
Hot spiced apple cider. With some good rum or whisky.
Posted by: Pigtown | January 2, 2009 11:24 AM
This video has been removed due to terms of use violation
Is this just the IT Nazis here, or huh??
Posted by: Eve | January 2, 2009 12:31 PM
I apologize for the video. When I sent the embed code to EL a couple weeks ago, it was working. Now YouTube has apparently removed it.
Here's a substitute. (The one I wanted was Dinah Shore and Buddy Clark.)
Posted by: Bucky | January 2, 2009 12:50 PM
Eve and RiE,
I got that message too. You usually see that when someone posts copyrighted material on YouTube and the copyright owner complains. Either that or it was porn.
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Cold weather drink:
(indoors) = hot English tea.
(outdoors-like camping or tailgating) Old Mr. Boston Blackberry Brandy. DeKuypers just doesn't cut it.
Posted by: PCB Rob | January 2, 2009 1:32 PM
I never considered it truly cold in WI until I had to go outside and chip my dog off the fire hydrant.
Cognac in hot chocolate.
Posted by: jl | January 2, 2009 2:50 PM
My favorite cold weather drink is apple cider heated in the microwave in my largest mug with 1 point of star anise, 1 stick of cinnamon, 1 piece of dried orange peel, 1 whole allspice berry, and 1 small piece of candied ginger in little my cloth tea bag.
Once heated up, I let it sit for a few minutes and then remove the bag and drink.
Posted by: Rosebud | January 2, 2009 2:51 PM
It doesn't get cold here.
Posted by: Lissa | January 2, 2009 4:39 PM
jl reminded me of another favorite, what I get at cold Ravens games.
There is a stand in the upper concourse (south side) that looks like a tiki hut. I think its called Maui Wowie. Anyway, they sell gourmet coffees and hot chocolate.
I get the hot chocolate, and have them add a shot (or two if its real cold) of rum. Quite tasty! And a lot better than the concession stand hot chocolate.
Posted by: PCB Rob | January 2, 2009 4:44 PM
I have the audio of "Baby Its Cold Outside" by Dinah Shore and Buddy Clark if anyone is really interested. I can post it if someone can volunteer someplace to host it. It was #31 on the Annual Pop Chart for 1949.
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | January 2, 2009 6:04 PM
RiE, I can host that audio if you'd like. Ask EL for my email address.
Posted by: Hal Laurent, VoR | January 2, 2009 8:02 PM
For some unknown reason my partner and I have latched on to choco-tinis. Makes your blood warm if not really a cold weather drink!
Posted by: Joyce W. | January 2, 2009 8:31 PM
Hey, Buck, my father's family played that game at every holiday gathering! (It was actually best at Memorial Day, 4th of July and Labor Day picnics, because it could get loud, which they were also very good at!) My cousins & I called it competitive bull stuff. The topics would usually be: mileage and how little did you pay for (x). Sometimes a new topic would break out spontaneously.
Just a survival hint: contradictions such as, don't go that well.
Posted by: Eve | January 2, 2009 8:32 PM
The Ray Charles-Betty Carter version of that is very cool.
I think its called Maui Wowie.
FL Rob, Babe, Maui Wowie isn't sold legally.
Posted by: Eve | January 2, 2009 9:22 PM
Hal, I have forwarded the file to EL, asking her to forward it to you, or to give me your email address if she can't. Thanks.
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | January 2, 2009 10:16 PM
So this is your blog? Gloating about being somewhere better than us peasants? Very nice. Can't wait until you get baavk and gloat about eating at better places than us for free.
That's what they pay me the big bucks for. :-) EL
Posted by: reader | January 3, 2009 1:35 AM
aaah, Eve, Maui Mowie! I remember that :)
Posted by: Joyce W. | January 3, 2009 8:13 AM
Eve - it's a flexible game. We also use when we go fishing and playing golf. The Ray Charles-Betty Carter version is good. So is the Louis Armstrong - Ella Fitzgerald. Actually, the Doris Day- Bing Crosby isn't one of my favorites, but I was in a rush to replace to non-working video so I grabbed the first one that came up.
R-i-E & Hal - ok, I might be the only one here who doesn't understand, but can you explain the "hosting" thing y'all are talking about?
Posted by: Bucky | January 3, 2009 9:00 AM
can you explain the "hosting" thing y'all are talking about?
Bucky, it just means that I have web space I can put RiE's audio file on and provide a link to it here.
Posted by: Hal Laurent, VoR | January 3, 2009 10:21 AM
oops should have said "Maui Wowie" - tried to edit but too late!
Posted by: Joyce W. | January 3, 2009 10:34 AM
Eve and Joyce,
I remember Maui Wowie, and they weren't selling that (not that I know of). Probably just a name to get us 70s kids lured in. Guess it worked.
Their hot chocolate and a shot of rum was a good substitute! The guy (a longtime friend) sitting next to me chastised me for having such a sissy drink, so I let him taste it. He changed his tune immediately.
Posted by: PCB Rob | January 3, 2009 3:33 PM
Here is RiE's recording of Dinah and Buddy.
Posted by: Hal Laurent, VoR | January 3, 2009 4:06 PM
A glass of vintage port. Still remember on New Year's Eve 1996 sipping a 1994 Warre's and watching 'The Graduate' (for the 20th time). May not be the most celebrated but it was the best port I've ever had.
Posted by: Dan D | January 3, 2009 6:35 PM
Have some more, Joyce! I think that was what the guy in dreads (and not much else) offered us when we stopped at a scenic overlook shortly after arriving in Hawaii.
Posted by: Dahlink | January 3, 2009 6:58 PM
Fl Rob, the Maui Wowie I remember (I think Eve does too) was green and leafy and had a very easily identifiable smell (think concerts circa 1974). It's actually a food related topic too. Because after enjoying it, you had the overwhelming urge to eat everything on the menu at the Bel Loc diner (fill in the blank for your local late night eating establishment). If I'm still being too vague, think "High Times" magazine. That should cement the image!
Posted by: Joyce W. | January 3, 2009 7:06 PM
Joyce,
(from what I've been told, of course
:) ), it was rather sticky and had almost a skunky smell to it. For us, we headed over to Hector's sub shop on Frankford Avenue. My friend Bill could down 3 half subs before we could finish one. That sub shop was even on Homicide once. It was open until 3am so it got a lot of late night customers.
Posted by: PCB Rob | January 3, 2009 7:17 PM
Joyce, that goes along with the legendary "Manhattan Silver" which was grown down in the sewers and never exposed to light, so it never developed green leaves for photosynthesis. Kind of like white asparagus, where they keep piling dirt upon the developing spears. No light, no chlorophyl.
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | January 3, 2009 7:26 PM
Thai stick was the bud of choice back in my day.
The munchies were no joke. The nearest place that had any kind of food and was open all night to my college was 2.5 miles away. Take 5 or 10 or more ravenous and raving women, add one state highway, and it is probably a miracle we managed to get to the promised 24 hour store, with money, as often as we did.
Posted by: Lissa | January 3, 2009 8:14 PM
Manhattan Silver! RiE - that's a new for me. I bet it too was rather odiferous. Manhattan has an entire underground substructure involving the entire city. I'm not surprised some enterprising people chose to take advantage of some of that out of the way space!
Yes, Rob, "skunky" is what I've, er, heard as well. :)
Lissa, munchies indeed no joke! Although not a proud moment in my history, some of us broke into our overnight camp's kitchen with out of control munchies. We were never caught or punished but the whole camp received a rather stern lecture on the sanctity of the kitchen and being on an "honor" system.
Posted by: Joyce W. | January 4, 2009 10:43 AM
Hal & R-i-E - Thanks for getting Dinah and Buddy up on the blog. It kind of got lost in all the stoner nostalgia, but I appreciate it.
Posted by: Bucky | January 4, 2009 1:02 PM
Bucky, you're welcome. If anyone wants the Ray Charles-Betty Carter version that Eve recommended, I have that too (if Hal Laurent is willing to post it).
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | January 4, 2009 1:36 PM
if Hal Laurent is willing to post it
Sure, send it on.
Posted by: Hal Laurent, VoR | January 4, 2009 6:13 PM
Here's the Ray Charles and Betty Carter version.
Posted by: Hal Laurent, VoR | January 4, 2009 6:58 PM
I love hot cocoa made with Alton Brown's homemade mix; a little rum or Creme de Cacao makes it an excellent nightcap.
Posted by: Dottie | January 4, 2009 7:55 PM
PCB Rob
I have fond but somewhat hazy memories of Hectors. Sadly it is now a nursing home called Golden Pond.
But hey, Capt. Harveys is still around.
Posted by: RayRay | January 5, 2009 12:44 PM
RayRay,
No! Say it isn't so! Hector's was our go-to place at like 2am.
A nursing home called Golden Pond? In that neighborhood? sheesh.
Posted by: PCB Rob | January 5, 2009 6:08 PM
PCB Rob -- actually, the Golden Pond place on Frankford is an adult day care center, not a nursing home.
Posted by: hmpstd | January 6, 2009 6:58 AM
hmpstd
Yes, you are correct, but you still can't get a cheesesteak there at 2 am
Posted by: RayRay | January 6, 2009 8:56 AM