Sweet Tea and Whiskey: Thursday’s Children

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For those of you who don’t already know, I’m from Tennessee, and here in the south, there are three kinds of beverages: whiskey, sweet tea, and everything else. And moonshine, of course, but that’s a whole nother post—though I will say, sweet tea moonshine’s so damn good I have to stay totally away from it.

Anyway, I’ll start with sweet tea. If you visit someone here and they ask if you want a glass of tea, you’ll have to specify if you want it unsweetened, because otherwise, our southern hospitality demands we put you in a sugar coma. No lie. My granddaddy’s tea was so sweet, I swear I can feel my teeth rotting just thinking about it. This is probably why my mother only drinks unsweetened.

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Sweet tea is such a staple in the south I couldn’t write my WIP without it. Same goes for whiskey. No self-respecting Italianate mansion in Savannah, Georgia would be caught without a couple or five bottles of single-malt scotch or bourbon in its liquor cabinet.

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Unfortunately, I don’t drink whiskey myself. Well, let me amend that—I don’t drink whiskey now. I indulged in it plenty during high school though, too stupid to know the difference between rot gut and finely crafted (not that it would’ve mattered the following morning), and the memories of those good ol’ nights before spewing out the Oh-God-I-swear-I’ll-never-drink-again promises helped me write a scene in which my love interest, who does know the difference, produces a bottle of Booker’s.

Here’s a tidbit: Booker’s bourbon is bottled straight from the barrel, uncut and unfiltered, with about a 127 proof.

Yep.

From WITCHWOOD:

Costin walked over to me, his presence charging the air with such force my hair stood on end. His eyes were fever-bright. “You’ll need this.” He handed me a half empty bottle of Booker’s.

I remembered tasting Uncle Lucien’s bourbon and shuddered. Before I lost my nerve I tipped it back, and realized too late I’d swallowed a flaming torch. I choked, blinking back my tears.

Good girl,” he said.

Carmen slipped her arm through mine. “Share, please.” She grabbed the bottle and drank it like it was sweet tea.

Mother of God, I thought, we’re all going straight to Hell.

She handed the bourbon back and, with a lilting laugh, kissed my cheek and joined Peyton and Shelby ahead. Costin watched me, waiting. I took another swallow. This one didn’t burn at all, the last one having destroyed every taste bud and nerve-ending I possessed. One more sip, smooth as honey. My senses heightened, bringing everything into sharp relief; the sultry fragrance of the night air, the chatter along the riverfront, the cracks snaking across the cobbled streets.

Witches and alcohol are a potent mix. Cleo’s words tumbled through my mind. It makes us conduits for the rawest of energies. The stronger the proof, the stronger the conduit. Use caution, little sister. I snorted. Obviously, we’d thrown caution out the window tonight or none of us would be here. The oaks around me sang in their ancient voices, dark and compelling. Did they know we meant to crash the playground of the wicked?

Happy writing!


25 Responses to “Sweet Tea and Whiskey: Thursday’s Children

  • That was really interesting Kate. I couldn’t drink sweet tea – I have mine plain with milk. I’m also not a big fan of alcohol – I prefer sweet wine so Bookers would not be for me!

    • Thanks, Elaine! I like sweet wine too. I’ve actually never tried Booker’s–I’m not sure I want to–but I love my sweet tea 🙂

  • Great little snippet there! I LOVE Savannah, we almost moved there pre-kidlets. A friend of mine from Charleston sent me some nips of sweet tea (the adults only kind). I’ll confess I haven’t been brave enough to try them yet.

    • Lol 🙂 I love Savannah too. *Almost* as much as I love Destin.

  • I love this! I learned something new about the south, and will travel there (hopefully… one day…) more enlightened. I’ll know to request unsweetened tea, so as to avoid that sugar coma. 🙂

  • Laughed over the sweet tea sugar coma, and feel a strong curiosity about ST distilled as alcohol. 😀

    Great snippet!

    • Thanks! And I don’t know how they add it to the moonshine, I only know it’s delicious! 🙂

  • I love that you include an excerpt from your WIP with what inspired you 🙂 I always include food and drinks in my stories, to me it’s part of the worldbuilding. I researched a lot about gin and its impact on society in Victorian London for Lily In The Shadows. Scary stuff!

    • Thanks, Eve! I think they’re important for worldbuilding too. I forgot gin was so prominent during that time. I can’t WAIT to read what you wrote 🙂

  • Holy f*****g s**t! I need to read the rest of your manuscript! Like, seriously, now. Witches and whiskey? Count me IN.

    Love this post. Love, love, love. But then, you know me and my whiskey… 😉

    • Aww, Laura!! *squishes you to death* You’re now officially on my list of beta readers for it! *types faster* 🙂

  • Hmm…have yet to be offered sweet tea moonshine here in NC. Now I’m curious! PS: Doesn’t Sweet Tea Vodka just blow your mind??
    Dannie @ Left to Write

  • Wow, powerful prose, as powerful as Booker’s bourbon I’d guess. Thanks for sharing.

    http://www.miaceleste.com/?p=341

  • Very cool regional tidbit! I always drink my tea (and coffee) black, so I would definitely go on the fritz if I visited the south. But a shot of whiskey? Anytime…

    Thanks for sharing!

  • Nice to remember when traveling south. Thanks. I loved the writing sample. I was getting a bit woozy from the liquor and dizzy with the trees. Felt like I was there. Beautiful.

  • Sweet tea moonshine is now on my bucket list!

  • I need a mug of ovaltine to start my writing night off. Not quite whiskey, but I’m not sure I could write without it!

    • Ovaltine!! That’ll do it! 🙂