Fake whiskey is something that tastes and smells nearly like whiskey, but it has no alcohol. It’s for folks like me who no longer drink the real stuff (10 years, now,) but still like the taste and aroma. Spiritless makes Kentucky 47 fake bourbon and Jalisco fake tequila. Free Spirits makes fake gin and fake bourbon. You can also get de-alcoholized wine and beer.
Here’s a description:
… Chick-fil-A sauce is a smoky, tangy, and rich dipping sauce that’s a popular condiment at Chick-fil-A. It’s often described as a combination of honey mustard and barbecue sauce. You can eat Chick-fil-A sauce with chicken nuggets, crispy fries, Cajun fries, or sandwiches.…
(AI generated, via google)
I haven’t eaten it either, for the same reason as you. Others here can pipe up as to whether the description is reasonable.
Recipe for homemade similar sauce to follow:
(From A Beautiful Mess website)
Ingredients
- Mayo – I like real mayo but Miracle Whip is fine too
- Mustard – Standard, yellow mustard
- BBQ sauce – Any store-bought brand you like works
- Honey
I will note, if you want this to taste like a copycat Chick-fil-A sauce then you will want to use the most basic (plain) ingredient options. If you use a spicy BBQ sauce, for example, it will not taste as much like the restaurant version……
Thank you! It does sound delicious. If I get a hankerin’, as our favorite bear puts it, I’ll be able to make my own.
Did the vet give her antibiotics? Relieving the swelling and infection often helps with the pain as well.
Guilty as charged. Autopilot took over and I was a couple of miles past the place before realizing it. At least I remembered to stop at the produce stand, we needed tomatoes.
Well, I’m pretty happy for you. I hope your Hubs test results all come back how you want.
How could you! That poor kittah really needs more considerate slaves. (or a buddy, GG used to get pretty whiny when we left him alone but doesn’t even seem to notice anymore.)
We’ve been keeping the heat at 72 which is way too cold for me, so I sit in my room with a small oil heater and stitch. George has never lived in temps that low before and never really got the Maine Coon mane. It’s sure coming in now, his coat has never been this thick and plush before.
Your lunch sounds lovely - except for the squeeze-tube of soap.
One of the fun parts of being a RDOS is being able to don PJs whenever you want!
I was really shocked to hear that from my hospice nurse friend. She even went down with COVID for over a month and like Hubs decided that was going to protect her forever. Sad thing is that she gets sick all of the time. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been sick, so I’ll keep getting vaxxed for whatever I can.
I’ve also never been to one, but the one in Prescott Valley was always packed, so I have to guess they have good food. BFF would sometimes go and gave me a few packs of the sauce once. I wouldn’t call it superb, but it was pretty tasty.
I love Arby’s horsy sauce and was thrilled when I found it in the store here. I used to hoard those packs and would silently begrudge Hubs every time he opened one.
While that is upsetting, most murders don’t happen to strangers. The killer almost always knows their victim. I’m glad you weren’t there when it happened. Can you ask a staff member to walk you to your car?
Getting old just sucks.
Not much happened to day, but we did finally order all of our ceiling fans. I had picked them out, but got distracted by the windows and Jolene. Hubs also ordered a different overhead light for my carport, that’s where the smoker is and it is DARK at night.
He said he would buy a ladder and change out the yellow bulb to something brighter and I got upset at the idea of him climbing a ten foot ladder. Words were said and I made myself some lunch and didn’t make any for him. We both pouted for a while and then he told me that he had ordered a new fixture for the electrician to put in when he is out for the ceiling fans.
I made a sweet potato pie and whipped up some cream.
Good evening all. Swimming has been swum, dry cleaning has been picked up and the garbage and recycle bins are at the curb, and dinner is assimilating in my belly, so I think I’ve done my responsible adult things for the day. Down to 51F and the HVAC is putting some effort into keeping the house comfy, so no particular need to go out. (I might anyway, this going to the gym post-dinner for 60-90 minutes is becoming a habit).
flyboy, sounds like that bomb cyclone lived up to it’s name. Glad you missed the worst of it.
JtC, I have 4 pairs of gym shorts so they get rotated around, but yeah, while they still adhere to my waist the legs parts are getting real stretched out. A Wal-Mart visit may be in my future. And give the Taco Bell about 2-3 weeks, then the mad rush will be over and normal lines will be found.
So you’ll be stopping by the woods on a snowy evening? Link to Robert Frost: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening | The Poetry Foundation
cat glove, glad for you and daughter, I just hope it all works as planned. And that’s a pretty fast move.
Coppertone, hope the other job comes through. And yeah, blocking the entrance is always sooooo enjoyable…
doggio, I would have no idea how to even start boxing/taping that…item.
shoe, usually keep my house about 67-68F, 60F is a bit to chilly for these old bones. Hope your lunch is as good as you want it to be.
nellie, hope you got your stuff today (and a somewhat brighter driver).
Heck with that, put some real car horns on them!!
lucky, you sure did live up to your name (for those unaware, teelabrown is a character in Larry Niven’s “Ringworld” Sci-Fi series. She is the product of selective breeding by an alien race over centuries that has made her the ‘luckiest’ person that ever lived). Glad my gym is pretty well-lighted (and only 3 minutes from the police department).
VanGo, sorry to hear about your friend, hope it’s curable. And hey, free money!
JtC, family politics is often determined by the stomach. Glad he saw the light.
And that’s all I wrote. Take care all.
Been snowing for the past couple of hours, but nothing sticking to pavement yet. The ramps will be icy by tomorrow, though.
The wife’s niece came over and brought sandwiches from Panera. It was actually pretty good except for the tough white lettuce chunks. Sadie actually came out to check her out.
When I worked in a small, college town bar (both the bar and the college), we knew most of the locals and the students always got carded, so identifying the miscreant wasn’t usually an issue. We had a list in the bar room of folks who had been barred, the time limit (sometimes there was a specified time like 30 days) and the reason. When you did something odious enough to ban, not only were you kicked out, but no one else at your table would be served alcohol, having the effect of your buddies not tying one on and tearing up the place to revenge your honor.
Yay!
Wait a minute, I thought you were in Anderson. Elkhart is my old stomping ground. I moved down here from Nappanee. Small world!
I’m curious, what do you call fake whiskey ?
Was he even at the right complex?
One more day, then I’m off for nine days! I’m getting excited. Tomorrow evening, I’ll do a couple of loads of laundry and load some stuff in the car. I have a doctor’s appointment Friday morning and a couple of errands in the afternoon, then I’ll point the little grey car north and drive for 7-8 hours, depending on weather, traffic and my bladder.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Mrs. L.A. is always chiding me for not reading labels on things I buy. ‘But its label was [this colour]! I thought it was the right one!’ I decided to make hot wings for my dinner. It’s been about a year since I’ve made them. They used to be my default quick-and-easy dinner, but I guess I switched to chicken tenderloins and broccoli. The thing is, they never seemed to be hot enough. Anyway, that’s what I’m making tonight, and I noticed the more-than-half-empty bottle. It said Frank’e Red Hot Wings, and below that, ‘Buffalo’. Aha! ISTM that Buffalo sauce is a diluted form of hot sauce. I think regular Frank’s Red Hot is hotter. I’ll look more closely next time.
Here we are at month nine of my quilt project. There are eight of these:
With the December four blocks I will have enough for a pretty big chunk of the assembly
Up from naptime, watching hockey and having a martini.
D’OH! 
Yep. We have that on building forklift, for moving the package car small trailers around.
To be fair, the forks come off, so it’s merely putting a 5 ft by 4ft by 6 inch 141lbs package with sharp points in it back together. 
Nifty
Lucky, EEK! Gla you weren’t there.
Me, too!
I’ve done this.
I’ve also been ignored, and promptly repeated myself but in a far more irate tone.
Yes, it is possible to make a non-silly, I-mean-business “beep beep!”
Once back at Dickey’s where teenagers anarchy ruled, one night the above happened and the guy still didn’t move (nose in his phone) so I practically yelled, “Beep fucking BEEEP, dude! That means move your ass!” Whole crew heard me.
Oddly, I didn’t have too much trouble with people being in my way after that …
That’s gotta be rough. Physically yes, of course, but also emotionally. That’s a lot of identity wrapped up in your own body’s physicality taken away. (Witness the agony of women who lose hair and/or breasts to cancer.)
Yeah, it’s a solid bet that it started as a dispute among the squatters & other people hanging around, that got out of hand.
That’s a pretty solid marriage right there.
Ooooh, oooh, the old-school “Ah-OOOO-gah!” ones!!
She’s feeling confident and secure in her new home with her new staff, despite their recent transgressions.
Okay, I have a bit of nice news to share with y’all for once 
but this is a long enough post, so I’ll let someone else have the floor for a moment while I contemplate kitchen stuff.
But no quantities? Equal parts? Some other make up?
Reminds me of a recipe I got from a friend years ago which included such quantity directions as “some” and “a little” which means I never made the dish.
You’d hate it here then. The thermostat is at 70° and once MIL is no more, it will go down to 68°. The pellet stove keeps the main areas warmer, but our bedroom stays cool.
The inlaws loved that place, so whenever we were on the road with them, we had to eat there. I never saw what the big deal was. Frankly, I think McD’s crispy chicken sammich is better.
The smoked turkey has been dissected. Much is vacu-packed and in the freezer. There’s one bag with several wrapped pieces for next week in a different freezer, and Daughter wants me to freeze the carcass and bits that I saved for her. Tomorrow, the smoker will get cleaned.
I did a load of dishes and just finished my biking. MIL is abed and I’m about to resume crocheting. Thus endeth my day.
I love my church, have been a member over a year.
On Wednesdays I go to a different church for bible class.
Its a sedate, traditional church.
They had cancelled tonight, but the couple that drives me said they would take me there to get toilet paper, pastor would open the food pantry even though he was under the weather.
I got t.p. and some chef boy ar dee. Also got beans, applesauce, and get this, baklava!
We are SO immature at times. Not only did I make myself a samwich and give the fuzzbutts their lunch meat tribute, I put everything away and then wiped the counters down so he would have to do it all over himself.
Ya gotta remember that George is a spite cat. I pretend to be nice, but I’m really not.
Wants to hear!!! I’m already all kinds of happy for you!
I really would. I used to get dizzy walking out of super air conditioned stores into 110 heat so I dressed for the cold and then had to take layers off so I could make it across the parking lot without getting heat stroke.
Things are different here. The heat isn’t as intense and there is a lot of shade and clouds. It is currently 37F outside which is !!!OMG EVERYTHING IS GOING TO DIE!!! weather back in AZ.
It is a good thing that I like bundling up in sweatpants, sweaters and UGG boots because that means I don’t have to carry more than a jacket when I go out here.
Howdy Y’all! Been home for a little while from the church doin’s. We supped on beastloaf, smashed N.O.T., green beans, cornbread muffins and strawberry shortcake. YUM! I did the group thing while OYKW hung out with some folks to yak it up. Methinks it will soon be sleepy time. I’s feelin’ tahrd.
I usually just make it up as I go along. [Disclaimer: While I do appreciate sweet-and-savoury, I’m not fond of sweet sauces. Also, I don’t eat CfA.]
@FairyChatMom ~ the so called recipe had no amounts, just the ingredients. The sum total of information was ‘equal amounts’ of each of the 4 basic ingredients and ‘you’ll end up with about a third of a cup’. Bah! A tablespoon of each of the four would have you end up with a quarter cup. It did say you could ‘double or triple it’ if you wanted more.
Well, temp gig ended yesterday. About ten of us got cut loose because they’d simply run out of work for us to do and other areas already had more than enough temps. All amicable.
Today, DH wanted to go find out how well the Jeep might handle heavy rain and wind. Rain we found, wind not so much. He’s considering trying again Friday.
Tomorrow is already booked for me, what with the dreaded tortilla press (aka mammogram) among the day’s “delights”. Also gotta get some mining out done around the house.
Yep, Buffalo sauce is basically Franks 1-1 with butter. Sometimes some enterprising folks put snazzy stuff like garlic powder in it. If you found a commercial version, who knows what they mixed it with.
9:30 and off to bed for me. Combo of stress and Lyme has kicked my ass. I almost don’t wanna play anymore.
