Eggnog's Warm Cousin

They drink warm beer,when they have to.....

Eggnog is for kids, old ladies  and tea totaler.  I'll try mixing up a batch of Tom and Jerry and see how it goes over with my volunteers this weekend.  I'm sure it has less calories than eggnog.

I'll look up the bar Tom and Jerry and see if they are serving the drink Tom and Jerry so that I can find  out what its SUPPOSED to test like before I attempt to make one.  

Ah, to stay home from work and drink Tom & Jerrys, nap, and read in bed w/ a cat or two...
 
A girl can dream...

Bebe,   after  a  few  Tom  &  Jerrys,  your  imagination  may  take  you  to  a  companion  other  than  a  tomcat...

Actually I like a nice posset served in a jorum...comforting, along with a cuddly whippet on a large couch and a good book. 
 
www.wineintro.com/mulled/posset.html

How do we serve these to our vegan friends?  It just doesn't sound the same when you offer a Hot Soy Buttered Rum.  I shudder to think about faux cream and eggs.....
 
Bebe  - you took the words off my keyboard!  I've been plotting such an afternoon for a week. 

What about the old standby - Irish Coffee?  My siblings and I always liked it when my parents and grandparents would have that - we loved to recount the time they all fell asleep after one potent round.....

For those who want to combine mixology and theatrics....

Can't believe Mr. Peterman left this one out!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_blazer

galgito
  The posset recipe has an uncanny resemblance to my mother's homemade cough syrup (sans the milk...mucous production ya know)!

The stuff really worked. Then there was the paregoric for tummy problems and teething.

I like Maker's Mark passed around a bonfire in the snow. If you keep the bottle tucked inside your coat it stays nice and warm....really takes the frost off!

MISS BLUE:  MAKERS' MARK is a most excellent Potion, and I enjoy it myself, all by itself, often ... as it occurs ....... But I should like to suggest that you try, any of your favorite libations with, TEMPLETON RYE Whiskey ... just once, and for a change ... You will be profoundly appeased with flavor, smoothness, drinkability and mixability ... and you will be delighted with it Neat, for sipping or an occasional Shooter ....... I've been a Scots' Whiskey drinker for over sixty years, and the first time I tasted this Rye, I was amazed at its goodness, and the fact that it is not as sweet as Bourbons are ... never cloys, but does not assault the palate ... It is different from other Brands of Rye as well ... elegantly smoother, and without the bite at the back of your TMJ .......
 
It is a little hard to find outside of Iowa or Illinois, and I have to go to Iowa to get mine, or Chicago, or have someone ship it to me from Chicago(Skokie) ... but it is worth all the trouble it takes, while waiting for Templetron to expand their Market(s) ... incredibly smooth stuff, and I am told there isn't a Calorie in a Boatload ....... Not that it ever worried me ... Try it sometime ... you'll be glad you did .......

RoadYacht, the secret to good health lies in avoiding extremes. By this logic, chilled beer is detrimental to one's core temperature and therefore overall health. Keeping the beer at room temps prior to drinking makes for a smoother transition from refreshing and nutritious beverage to something churning in the wake of the boat as I wave goodbye to it from the aft rail. And the same goes for all warm drinks, such as our example for today (and which will figure prominently in today's Four O'Clock Drink Club, thanks to our noble host).

  

http://deathofapig.blogspot.com/2009/05/templeton-rye-bottling.html

Just hot chocolate for me, thanks. Plus a log fire, a pillow, tuffie-wuffle, and Calvin and Hobbes comic books.

At our corporate "flagship" factory that I often had to visit, the Manufacturing VP's loyal secretary would either act like a junk yard dog and strike fear into the hearts of anyone who dared to enter her domain, or she would take you under her wing and treat you like her favorite son. I was one of the fortunate few. 

Over the years it became a Christmas time tradition that while I was attending meetings, she would slip a bottle of homemade Glogg into my briefcase before I left for the day.

Now I'm not a heavy drinker by any standards but I sure enjoyed that wonderful sweet and spicy concoction. It was just perfect for a cold winter's day beginning with the very first sip which would waken and caress all of your taste buds and then slowly send a wonderful warm glow gently cascading down your body.

It was a beverage and a memory that I savor still after all these years. I hope they have the recipe in the club car; it's going to be a chilly night and I want to be able to sit on the back porch of the caboose and watch the snowflakes dance.

Jalopkin:  I  have  a  tiny  fractional  interest  in  a  Cincinnati  tavern.   The  Maker's  Mark  is   always  locked  up  at  night  with  the  undeposited  late  receipts  in  the  safe. 

How about some hot muller cider?  Yum!

That's "mulled" cider!  Sorry!

Gotta tell a story about two of my four brothers (my two sisters were 'good girls' ....Number six used to go into my father's liquor cabinet as a very young teen and 'take a nip' from Dad's vodka bottle.  To avoid detection, he'd refill the bottle to the same level every time he snuck a drink with an equal amount of water.  Independently and unbeknownst to each other, number seven came up with the same idea (imagination runs in the family...).  My father's guests occassionally commented, 'Jim, are you watering the drinks? Ha! Ha!'  He chuckled along with them, 'No!'.  Years and years later (now in his mid-40s) number six told what he thought was the funny story of his exploit to 'Dad' -- who exploded!  "You did WHAT"  Uh, oh!!!  Number seven told me he decided it was not a good idea to mention that he too had been 'adjusting' the vodka, too.  --- P.S. No one in our family is alcoholic, and both brothers turned out to be responsible members of society (well, maybe a bit eccentric members of society, but that too runs in the family.....).  Moral: If you have pre-teens or teens in your house and your vodka seems to be a bit 'weak', get suspicious.  Get VERY suspicious ;-) 

The  official   White  House  Christmas  tree  just  blew  over  with  the  extreme  winds,  which  defeated  steel  tie-down  cables.....  Tell  Dorothy  we  aren't  in  Kansas  anymore.

Day Two of the Snow Siege:

I have not yet gone mad, but I'm sure I will be able to shortly. Yesterday, during what I thought was the end of the snow, I shoveled my walk, and that of my neighbor. As I finished, the snow started again. I figured I would get up extra early and dig out before heading to class. Then, about 10:30 last night, I got the word that campus was closed again today. I hope the students are able to get to the cafeteria for food. I also hope they don't run out of food. That would be evils.

So, I sleep a bit later, and get up to scoop . . . only to find that another neighbor with a higher technology tolerance than my own, had pulled out a previously unknown snowblower and given me a path. So, all I had to do was the edges, then clear a path to the garage, and dig out enough of a path to get my car out. I might try that later.

My plans for the day include: book readin', textbook writin', cocoa drinkin', movie watchin', and brandy sippin'. Wish me luck!

Doc Nolan: If you want to know for sure if your Vodka has been watered stick it in the freezer. The water  turns to ice.

And beware the ice tea filler in bourbon....

For those uneasy of the salmonella/raw egg factor in true eggnog..I make three gallons for my Christmas party every year, using raw eggs. The secret is putting the metal stock pot that I use for the mixture in the freezer, so that the eggs never have the chance to get warm.
Actually, there are a couple of secrets..the portions of Bourbon, 151 Rum and Brandy being one (let's just say my eggnog is known as smooooth rocket fuel), and the other having another person to help so that the potion is made as quickly as possible. The potion goes back in the freezer to *age* for about a week before the party.
The decibel level in the house rises as the amount of potion falls, always a sign of a good party!

Oh, another memory!
Wintertime was the time for the Tom and Jerry in my folk's house when I was growing up.
I recall that it was a particular favorite of my late mother's.
And I've never even had one, imagine that.  If ever there was a winter season to try it, it's this one. 
 
Till min kära mor,
Skål!

My dad used to make Tom & Jerry's when his parents would visit over Thanksgiving. That was one of the first drinks that I was given a full, adult-sized portion. Although I don't think he made his from scratch. About a week before Thanksgiving, while we were grocery shopping, he would pick up some T&J mix.

Didn't matter to me. I like them.

Now, it is time for brandy-laced cocoa. Cheers!

Michael, don't you just love snowstorms? 
 
I think more people would, if they just take up the attitude of well, there's nothing I can do about this, so I might as well enjoy it.
 
And it's very enjoyable, quite enjoyable, one only need to keep in stock the essentials, like you did, Michael -- and sit back and watch nature's artistry take shape.
 
I went outside into the white, and took some WINTER WONDERLAND photos, so for those of you who're warm and comfortable and think only mad dogs and swedish women go out in the midday storm to take a lousy picture, you're right.  But be glad I am and that I did, and in a few minutes after I get them up, go to my album here at the Eye, and take a look at some Wisconsin snow.
 
It ought to be hugely similar to snow everywhere, and so you can insert your name and homeplace into my winter vistas and views, and enjoy them as your own.
 
 
It's weather like this that Tom and Jerrys were made for...later, when I light the fire in the fireplace, which is always at 4:30, that would be perfect for a warm drink like T&J.  I need to find my husband, he needs to find the fellow who plows, and then one of us needs to slide into town for the fixings.
 
Then onward into the white world in search of rum, by gum...

Park4 and Michael, I am a bit envious of your snowstorm.  If we're lucky, we get one snow per year and it rarely covers the earth well. Everyone I know is wishing for a nice Friday snowstorm so we can do exactly what P4 recommends:  relax and enjoy knowing we can't do anything about it.
 
The world here stops and everyone rushes to the grocery for bread, milk, and beer as if we are going to be socked in for weeks.  It's usually gone by the next day but we milk it for all its worth.

Would one of you kind people post your recipe for Tom and Jerrys?  I've seen a few online but I trust y'all.

Shandonista

Use 1 egg for each drink, separate yolks from whites...beat whites ‘til frothy.

For each white beat in 1 heaping teaspoon sugar and continue beating ‘til whites are stiff.

Beat yolks separately ‘til thick. Mix the two parts together with a pinch of baking soda.

Place 2 tablespoons of the mixture in each mug. Add ½ oz rum and ½ oz brandy. Fill to top with your choice of hot milk, hot cream or boiling water....stir and grate some nutmeg onto top.....

This recipe is from my American Heritage Cookbook

I  suggest you get one....even if it's out of print.

It's been a valuable resource for me. Not only fairly authentic recipes, but includes the historical context etc. A Must have!

Nothing quite compares to the exquisite peace, quiet and stillness of a windless night when the earth is blanketed with a foot of fresh fallen snow and the only sound that greets you is the muffled crunch of your own footsteps. 

I didn't feel that way when I was out shoveling the driveway and sidewalks earlier today, but fortunately the vicodin has gently nudged me into a better perspective.

Snow - enjoy if you got it.

Shandonista:  I think you should challange your vegan friends to come up with an alternative holiday drink garunteed to keep everyone hammered all night. 
 

I'll go out and enjoy the snow when the temperature gets out of the single digits.

I'm looking forward to snow but not until after the 19th.  

Sick, we've all been sick.  And it snowed while we were all sick.  Which did not stop some from frolicking and getting, of course, sicker.  And so I miss my paternal grandfather.  Who at the first hint of a child's cough would rush to the kitchen and make the only thing he ever cooked...hot brandy.  Best cough medicine ever and slept well to boot.

BERT:  Good On You, Bubba !!!  Lockin' it up is a great idea ... I have a small interest in a little Establishment myself ... and when I am there, I simply take the Bottle home with me .......

`Velvet:  I'm glad you're not drinking.  Save those brain cells for the SAT.  Try sticking a peppermint stick into the chocholate and add a little whipped cream with cinnamon.  

So  far,  nobody  has  given  me  the  short  list  of  quality  television  programming,  and  I'm  no  quite  ready  to  retire  to  the  club  car.....

It's freezing- I looked like a serial killer w/ my face mask on at the lake, walking the dogs. I so enjoy coming home to you all after a hard day at school- it's so cozy and relaxing- especially when the topic is light- not that I don't like the hard stuff too.. Im finishing up my hot tea & will switch to wine soon.
 
VELVET- Good on you for not drinking- you have plenty of time for that! I may try JULIA's suggestion.
 
MICHAEL- you are living my fantasy- enjoy being snowed in!
 

JALOPKIN- I subconsciously stole "Good on you" from you! Sorry- it was in my head & then I just saw it. Duh... be flattered, be very flattered...

Does this mean we're not allowed to corrupt Velvet?

MICHAEL- I feel very protective of VELVET ( she, on the other hand is probably going- "bebe, you're so annoying, leave me alone"!) so- NO...NO....NO.....!

I've already been corrupted, but only by good wine with dinner :) I'm saving the rum for the 500-some mince pies I have to make as christmas presents by Saturday.
Actually I've just been told that drinking gold with green tea improves your IQ...by a doctor too, so I guess it's true.

...don't believe everything those doctors tell you.  Just because they have a name for a condition doesn't mean they know what to do about it. ;)
 
Or so I've heard.
 
 
On the other hand, green tea can't exactly hurt, can it?
 
 
 
 

True...another one just said to always drink from the back of the toilet bowl :)

I think drinking is a bit overated ......... you miss out on so much experiening ... ... ... that could be good or that could be bad but it will be just what it is. jmho

BEBE:  S'quite alright ... I just picked it up subconsciously, living and working among the Austrailians, in my youth, while in the NAVY ....... It is an easy habit to acquire, as the Austrailians are a very amiable bunch of Folks .......

JALOPKIN- Were the Aussies sunstreaked & beautiful?

J- Did you ever pet a kangaroo? Inquiring minds want to know...

VELVET- I used to make mince pies for my parents- they loved them w/ lots of fresh whipped cream. Maybe I will make one for my mom someday soon.

Korbel Brandy,cheap cartoned eggnog,low fat,even...bzzz   .   .coooold and snowy,electric throw blanket and many recorded programs never watched. And a cigar. Good night for a stogie. organic Expresso for the morning,and then snow blowing.

OOOH RY- You sound so cozy... sweet dreams.

BEBE:  The ones I was working with, were definitely sun-BURNT ... But, as Beauty goes ... Hardlegs do nothing for me, so I really can't say for sure ... Back in Town where there were women, there were some Lovlies ... but we were under strict Orders NOT to fraternize ... their brilliant smiles and ready laughter made it difficult, but being Leaders of Men, we had to give Best Example, and so we toughed it out ...

Warm milk and Irish Cream...with a bit of nutmeg on top.

BEBE:  Never really got a chance to pet one of the Roo's, but the Abo's did barbecue a few of 'em for us ... No Cholesterol, so little fat that it is almost impossible to find, texture and taste like Baby Veal ... thoroughly delightful .......

Velvet:  back of the toilet bowl?  OMG.  But true, in my earliest experiences, I had to fight with my body to hold it down.  Any amount of liquor.  I should have taken a bucket with me when I went to college parties.  How's that for a visual?  ;)
 
It's so many years later, but I finally got wise, and like PeterLake said, upthread, realized how overrated drinking is, at least for me.
 
I don't like the taste, I don't like the feeling -- so why bother?
 
So now I don't.
 
I wish I'd been wiser, sooner, but I did have some good times.  At least what I remember of them.
 
;)