I’m not a social drinker. I don’t like the taste of alcohol and I don’t like the way it makes me feel. And since my peers didn’t seem to care much for me when I was young, I never got into the habit of knuckling under to peer pressure.
I do, however, have sherry in my house. I make delicious spiked trifles. I have a bottle of brandy because I intended to make a variety of Southwest cookies, which I never got around to doing.
I love rum balls, for which I need rum. I’ve misplaced the recipe but I think the other ingredients are ground nuts, crumbled up wafer-type cookies, rum, corn syrup, chocolate powder, and powdered sugar. You let the batter stand a while and then roll it into ball shapes, which are dipped in powdered sugar or coconut or whatever you like.
I guess I have to admit these taste just a little like old fashioned Watkins cough syrup.