I have also not yet been able to convince him that I do not consider myself middle eastern.
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I'm trying to think of a good drink to associate with Hannukah, but it seems like you would have to include oil and that's just blech.
Swap the oil for the butter in a hot buttered something? Mmm, hot oiled Bourbon.
Is egg nog strictly a Christmas drink, then? What's Christian about it?
It's a shame there isn't a holiday based on the miracle of one bottle of single malt lasting through eight days of partying.
What's Christian about it?
Hint: Blood of Christ? NOT RED WINE.
Is egg nog strictly a Christmas drink, then? What's Christian about it?
Christ died to save the eggs. Or something. PLus 'nog' can be rearranged to spell 'God.' If you change the n to a d.
I don't think it's a Christmas associated directly with Christian drink, but more a traditional holiday drink that started when people wore onions on their belts, which was the fashion at the time.
Hint: Blood of Christ? NOT RED WINE.
Take, drink - this is the nog of Christ....
I've told my story about my brother's homemade eggnog and very bad timing, haven't I?
Well, allow me to tell it again.
This happened when I was in college, home for Christmas break. My brother and I were out Christmas shopping, and while driving around, we saw a billboard exhorting us to buy eggnog.
Now, my brother makes excellent nog. He learned as kid, for some reason, and everyone just knew that if you wanted killer eggnog, ask my bro to make it for you.
So, upon seeing the billboard, we decided that we should go home, whereupon the bro could make some eggnog. We go home. Among my purchases was the latest issue of Glamour magazine.
While my brother is puttering around in the kitchen making nog, I'm flipping through the magazine. My bro finishes the nog, and brings me a glass.
Right as I go to take my first sip of his eggnog -- that thick, creamy, white(ish) beverage -- I flipped the page in the magazine to an article titled "Should You Swallow?"
I swear to you this is true.
I managed to not spit out the nog.