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Ginger Beer

We've all got preferences. We have favorite colors, favorite TV shows, favorite foods, and favorite drinks. For the purposes of this post, let's talk about my favorite adult cocktail: the Moscow Mule. It's a really simple drink to make, but that's part of why I like it so much. You don't need fancy ingredients or an hour to prepare the drink. Vodka, ginger beer, and lime. That's pretty much all you need. It tastes smooth and clean, but it doesn't taste like fruit juice. All in all, it's a good drink.

I mention this all so that it's apparent that I have had plenty of those drinks over the years. I have even had the individual ingredients by themselves several times. In fact, the Mild Fiancée also drinks this particular libation, and we have gotten to the point where we have a few favorite ginger beers. We're hardly connoisseurs, but since we've sampled a bunch, we've settled on some favorites. Some are spicier than others (it is ginger beer, after all), and some are sweeter than others. Usually, we tend to appreciate the spicier ginger beers where you can taste some of the ginger. It adds some flavor to the Moscow mules, you know?

So, when my cousins said they'd bring over Moscow mules for dinner, I was looking forward to it. Like I said, I like the drink, and I like all of the ingredients individually. What's not to like at that point?

Well, apparently, this particular ginger beer would make things interesting. It tasted just fine, and the drinks came out normally. However, things started to go downhill when my cousin's husband tried to savor the drink just a little bit more. He smelled/sniffed the beverage. And then had a coughing fit. There was something about this particular ginger beer that tickled your nose a little more than expected. It looked a little bit like he'd taken his first sip of alcohol ever, and his wife gave him a good natured ribbing.

We all chuckled a little bit, but I was next to be bitten by this. I just happened to inhale when the glass was close to my face, and I found myself coughing, as well. So now there were two of us getting teased a little bit. And my cousin's husband did a little bit of a fist pump, since he wasn't the only one. The whole moment cracked up everyone involved. I'm just glad I didn't spit out my beverage at that point, between the coughing and laughing fits I was simultaneously having.

That probably would've been funny enough it had stopped there, but then the coughing fits kept coming back. Notably, it was only the guys who were affected. Either our significant others have more refined palettes, or they were simply smarter than us about avoiding the pitfalls of the ginger beer. Either way, he and I got laughed at a few more times that night.

Watch out for ginger beer, folks. It might lead to some unexpected humor.
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