The Mister has always been a big fan of birthdays, and this year marked his thirtieth. We knew we’d be out of town on his actual birthday for a wedding celebration, and while we made fun plans for the day itself, a thirtieth birthday is something special. Wanting a chance to celebrate with his nearest and dearest, we figured we could throw a little shindig at our apartment the weekend before.
That Saturday night, we hosted about twenty of our closest friends for a night of bourbon tasting. We had a few nibbles from Trader Joe’s, some amazing cheeses, and, of course, our favorite dark chocolate cake with raspberry preserves between the layers. The real highlight however, was the ten or so bourbons, ryes, and whiskeys set out for guests to try. The Mister even made up info sheets for each bottle with details about their make and price.
He was in his element that night, giving mini-lectures about the different varieties, telling stories about our travels along the Kentucky bourbon trail, delighting everyone with the giant spheres of ice he’d made for the tasting, and teaching our friends to make quick bourbon cocktails with his homemade ginger or burnt sugar syrups. I’m usually more of a gin and tonic kind of girl, but that night the pretty bottle of Willett was just my speed.