Saturday, April 4, 2009

My Old Kentucky Home & Bourbon Sipping

Okay, I've been busy and my Internet connection has been sporadic to nonexistent, so the blog has suffered. I'm sorry. To complicate my efforts even more, today blogger seems to be temperamental and it is trying to make a hyperlink of every word I type. If you click on any of it, I have no idea where it will take you. So, don't blame me if you wind up on the other side of the world wide web.

I'm finally getting around to posting the last of our little sightseeing trip photos. The day after Fort Knox and Squire Boone's Cavern we visited the home where Stephen Foster penned the famous song My Old Kentucky Home.

Notice the thirteen windows. The ceilings are thirteen feet high, each section of the stairs inside have thirteen steps...and the list of 13s goes on. No bad luck believers designed this home. The focus on the number thirteen was to honor the first thirteen original colonies.Just to give you an idea of the size of the home, you can see Rick and his parents standing at the door, waiting for our tour. If you come to Kentucky, you should add this to your places to see.

We also visited the Jim Beam Distillery and home. You know Kentucky is famous for its fine bourbon whiskeys. I didn't take any pictures there. I was so overwhelmed by the sour-sweet smell in the air, it was all I could do to walk a straight line much less hold a camera steady enough to take a picture!

Inside the old Jim Beam home was a nice knowledgeable lady offering tiny little tastes of a couple of Jim Beam's fine varieties. Thankfully one of the bottles contained what the lady said was the one she would suggest for people who were new to bourbon. It was "very smooth" she said.

Okay, I tried that that one. A small cube of ice, about two teaspoons of the drink, swirl it around in the glass to allow the water from the ice to open the molecules of the bourbon...(I followed her instructions well) then sip. Apparently the sipping part is important. Jim Beam is a "fine sipping bourbon." No gulping allowed. (How do you gulp two teaspoons?)

After we downed that, my mother-in-law and I were feeling brave so we tried a taste of the other bottle too. I'm not a drinking woman. I think most of you know that. So what did I think of the famous Kentucky drink? It will never replace a good Oregon Chi Latte or a Frappuccino! Sorry. And when we went into the gift shop and saw the price of the "beginner's bottle" I KNEW I'd stick with my chi when I want a sip of something special!

We bought a box of bourbon chocolates as a souvenir, and I remain a tea-total-er. Just in case you were wondering.

Our two days of seeing a tiny bit of Kentucky ended and my dear husband has been back to working harder than ever. He is getting tired...You all can pray for him if you don't mind.

Tomorrow I hope to post a few photos, just some fun photos that might bring a smile to your face-if the Internet decides to work!


Anonymous said...

I know this has not one thing to do with your blog. It was fun to hear about and the pictures were great. But I was watching "AN OFFICER and A GENTLEMAM" I want to know what makes a hero. Is it the person who achieves their goals when they really should not have...Or is a hero who quitly take care of all things small and mundane. Or is a hero someone who handles huge tradedies
. Just my wondering thouhgts. What is a true hero. Maybe you can help.

Talkin' Texan said...

Hey Anonymous!
Thanks for stopping by and posting your question about heroes. You've blessed me with something to think about and blog about. Rather than post any opinion here as a comment, I'll make a regular post about it. I'd love to know how you would answer your own question!