$h*! My Dad Drinks

Cheap rail Scotch with stupid names like “Brigadoon” or “Mac”-watever (should be “MacGyver,” since it was probably distilled using makeshift equipment and chemicals found under the sink.

Or similar brands of brandy, made with “Boo-boo Brandy” powder, the cousin of those powdered mixes from the 60’s “Goofy Grape” and “Choo Choo Cherry,” mixed with all-purpose alcohol.

Sure, every so often I’ll buy him something decent, but I think it’s harder to acquire a taste for nice single-malt if you drink MacDishwater than if you don’t drink Scotch at all, so it sits in his cupboard.

Moved MPSIMS --> Cafe Society. ('Cause I’ve moved like four or five threads in the opposite direction and the Board is starting to get unbalanced.)

You should just gift him with high-proof corn whiskey and some offbrand Koolaid ripoffs.
Sometimes taste isn’t just in your buds.
Or just isn’t in your taste buds.
Or something like that.

Honey, hand me another shot of tequila, please.

Is this a question about what to do about your Dad, or a poll about what everyone’s Dad’s drink?

As far as I know, my Dad drinks beer and shots of SoCo. My Dad’s siblings also have a thing for Soco. My stepdad drinks random wine, but for impact drinks Port, Pinot Grigio, or rotgut. My Mom used to drink White Russians or Pinot Grigio but gave that up, and now drinks some other red wine.

My Dad drank Rye and Ginger or Rye and Seven.

My Father-in-Law drinks rum and coke - whatever’s cheap. As a defense mechanism, we’ve learned to bring wine as our contribution to large family dinners, as he doesn’t understand why anyone would pay more than $5 for a bottle of wine. He will store any unfinished wine under the bar until the next Easter/Thanksgiving/Christmas dinner or until it’s complete vinegar, whichever comes last.

Also, he must be monitored at all times - there was a famous Christmas when he decided ‘we need more room in the fridge’ at about 1 in the afternoon and so he moved the white wine out of the fridge and set it on the table in the direct sunlight, beside the morning’s chocolates. By the time dinner was served, the chocolates on the table were a melted puddle, and the wine was about as warm as a fresh piss. So we now have to hover and be wine protectors as well as providers.

Strangely, he used to be proud of the fact that he got his ground coffee at Tim Horton’s. Then, a couple of years ago, he switched over to whatever was cheap in the grocery store. Coffee is now another thing we must bring when we come to visit…

My father drank scotch. The cheap stuff like Vat 69. When he went to a BYOB function, he would pour an evening’s worth into a Chivas bottle (with the velvet bag).

During the day he would drink beer. No particular brand.

My father drinks Scotch, like Bell’s, and Swedish or Danish lager (we’re Swedish). He is a of simple tastes, but he do have taste. This is something I seem to have inherited; though I prefer Famous Grouse and Czech pilsner.

My dad drinks Miller High Life and Evan Williams. I think he might also drink Jack Daniels, but am not sure.

Jack and Coke

I would drink any scotch named MacGyver. Truth.

My dad will buy and enjoy good wine, but only drinks cheap, nasty beer. I’ve tried giving him good beer, and back when I brewed beer I gave him some of that. No dice, it’s cheap pilsners (think Miesterbrau) or nothing.

I don’t know what he’s up to these days, but when I was young, I remember Gennessee Cream Ale. Later, he graduated to Molson Golden. He didn’t drink much hard liquor in my presence, but I saw him drink Jack sometimes. Supposedly, he was a hellraiser before he married my mom.

Joe

Old Style.

When I was a kid, my dad used to talk about how much he enjoyed a good wine. So, for Christmas, I got him a book on wine. He looked up his favorite wine, read then entry, shut the book, and never picked it up again.

Apparently, according to the authors, Liebfraumilch rates as “peasant swill”.

These days, he sticks with chardonnay, whatever’s cheapest.