Today’s dram: Fireball Cinnamon Whisky
Today’s tasting notes: Wait, what? How did this get on my list? Or into my bar, for that matter? Is it even whisky?
Yes.
Also, no.
Per its manufacturer, Fireball is made from a base of Canadian whisky, aged (no statement on how long) in used bourbon barrels with natural cinnamon sticks.
Of course, it doesn’t drink like whisky at all. It drinks like liquified cinnamon candy.
So why the hell am I including it? It’s all the dragon-born sorcerer’s fault.
Today’s thoughts: As I mentioned earlier, I have been a gamer for a long time. Recently, The Empress of Whisky and I joined a Fifth Edition D&D game. We played today, actually. (It’s partly why this entry is late.)
At one point in today’s session, our entire party was captured, disarmed, and chained up. We managed to escape, but as we were attempting a stealthy exit, our dragon-born sorcerer made the iminently unwise decision to start a fight. As a magic-wielding, naturally fire-breathing badass it never occurred to him that it might be a bad idea to start a fight by throwing fire at guards in the middle of an otherwise quiet camp at night. His completely unarmed companions might have preferred another option.
The fact his player was drinking Fireball at the time is just a funny coincidence.
Today’s in-joke to be appreciated by at most six other people from another gaming group altogether: We later had to go back to the place where we had been captured. It was the first time we had been there since the last time we were there.
Today’s toast: To players who always stay in character, damn the consequences: Fire away!
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