Sip Trips #253: Sober October

Well, the Sip Advisor spent this month not drinking. After a friend stated they planned to do the same, I wondered if it was even possible for me to pull off the feat. I kept it quiet as a bit of a social experiment, trying to see how long I could go before someone figured it out. If I was ever going to have a dry month, this was the time to do it. No travels, no big events, etc., while having to do a fair bit of driving for the functions we were attending. Here’s how the Sip Advisor survived the month:

October began with me taking the Siplings to a Vancouver Canucks pre-season game. I chose to drive for the occasion, rather than take transit. Our trio enjoyed dinner at White Spot prior to the contest, with me ordering the Legendary Burger with Caesar Salad… and a water.

The next day, I was tasked with driving Mrs. Sip and three other ladies to their one-day cruise from Seattle to Vancouver. Mrs. Sip offered many suggestions about where I could eat after dropping the crew off, but craft breweries were sadly out, as well as restaurants where I’d want to pair a beer with my meal. I ended up back close to home and trying Firehouse Subs for the first time, selecting the Club on a Sub, which was very good.

The next night, we were at Bozzini’s for a birthday dinner. Mrs. Sip and I split their tasty Butter Chicken Pizza. Our table ordered a pitcher of beer to split and it was tough turning down a glass, as I didn’t really have a reason not to have any at all. I could have just thrown out the whole idea of Dry October, especially since it was so early in the month, but I pressed on and once the first occasion was in the rearview mirror, I was rolling.

Our previously planned trip to Victoria for Mrs. Sip’s work that next week was greatly altered, with Mrs. Sip just travelling to Vancouver Island for a day. It would have been tough not to visit any breweries or have hotel drinks. This vacation disappearing probably helped me keep my cover longer, as Mrs. Sip would have surely busted me.

Thanksgiving dinner at Cousin Sip’s was also a challenge. Thankfully, we weren’t set to sleepover and I was on tap to be the designated driver. I mean, if there’s any group you want to drink around the most, it’s extended family! For the feast, I brought along two non-alcoholic beers that were sitting in our fridge from a previous visitor to fill the void and keep my story up. Let me be clear: non-alcoholic beer should be called non-good beer. Cousin Sip also offered me a taste of a new cream liqueur she had and I almost went for it, prior to remembering my mission. Luckily, I had the excuse that I really don’t like cream liqueurs, so the sample would be wasted on me.

The next day, while out doing family activities, Mrs. Sip suggested going to a brewpub for dinner. I had to research alternatives and in the end, we returned home with takeout pizza. That night, Mrs. Sip suggested we have drinks while building Ikea furniture, so I grabbed the last non-alcoholic beer in our fridge and faked a rum and cola. It was all cola and no rum.

The long weekend overall was slightly difficult. I did many things that are drink-inducing (shopping at Costco, building furniture) and this had me wanting to relax with a beverage. Nevertheless, I stuck to my guns and walked the straight edge path. It’s enough to make a man shudder!

The following weekend, we attended a Vancouver Whitecaps game. While meeting with friends before the game was supposed to be neutralized by me chaperoning Girl Sip at a birthday party, when we got downtown, Mrs. Sip and Boy Sip were still at Chambar, which has good selection of European beers. After not having a drink there, as well as at the game itself, Mrs. Sip finally put the pieces together and called me out on the dry spell. It was day 18 of the experiment.

She was incredulous that I hadn’t drank since our last day in Vegas at the end of September. Had I only faked taking a sip of the beer she wanted me to try, I could have kept the façade up, but maybe I was ready to be caught. The next day, I spilled the beans to Cousin Sip, who was meeting with Mrs. Sip at Township 7 Vineyards.

The rest of the month wasn’t too difficult to get through. I watched a couple Toronto Blue Jays playoff games, rooting for whoever their opponent was. There’s a sport that needs alcohol to make it even remotely watchable!

We also attended a trio of Halloween parties, but all were family-friendly and since I was driving, it was easy to not drink. I will say, I noticed myself being a little withdrawn at these gatherings, not as comfortable without a drink in my hand.

Another big drinking night for me is typically Halloween. That said, it was just as easy not to drink at all and simply enjoy taking the kids around the neighbourhood to collect treats. At least without the beverages, I wasn’t in need of a bathroom.

One of my “concerns” with this experiment was if I’d learn about some great improvement that would make me hesitant to return to drinking. Mrs. Sip pointed out that my skin was doing much better than recent times, particularly my face. She isn’t wrong, but who knows how much that has to do with going dry. Sadly, there was no noticeable drop in weight, as I didn’t alter my eating habits.

So, that was my Sober October. It will be torrential downpours going forward!

May 9 – Kryptonite

Kryptonite Crunch

The definition of kryptonite (aside from being a very potent strain of marijuana) is something or someone that makes you weak, powerless, and can even kill you. The concept, of course, comes from the Superman franchise, as the Man of Steel is practically invincible, unless he comes into contact with kryptonite from his home planet of Krypton. Wow, I really nerded out there… and I don’t even like Superman in any way, shape, or form. Here is a shortlist of my kryptonites:

Non-Alcoholic Beer/Mocktails

This would probably kill me. I just don’t get the concept, especially in the case of beer. While some mocktails might still be palatable because of the drink’s ingredients, beer is an acquired taste, so why would you waste your time with the non-alcoholic variety? None of the really good tasting beer flavours are made in the 0.5% form, only plain, ordinary and non-delicious beer types.

mocktail

Safety Drills

I’m pretty sure these will inevitably kill me. While I understand the logic behind these instructional processes, all they do for me is to encourage me to misbehave and to engage in risky actions. I’m a curious person (also naughty by nature) and when I’m told what will happen in the case of an emergency, I want to test these theories and hypotheses. It doesn’t matter whether it’s aboard an airplane or cruise ship, the term “this is not a drill” will likely be heard.

Streamers and Confetti

One of my biggest weaknesses. When streamers and confetti are shot through the air, I’m like a cat chasing a string. I’m completely mesmerized and fixated on the falling debris. I want to catch it all with my paws… er, hands… and put them in my mouth. Seriously, if I had my very own confetti gun, I’d be the happiest and laziest person in the known world. Either that, or like Eddie Murphy, I just want to party all the time!

Fresh-Baked Cookies

There’s just something about the scent of fresh-baked cookies that make me powerless. I don’t even need milk to become a ravenous zombie. I’m not picky, either. They can be chocolate chip, peanut butter, even oatmeal raisins… they all drive me crazy. Until I can get a couple dozen into my stomach I will not be able to think about anything else… not that there’s anything important going on upstairs, anyway.

cookie kitty

Forced Reading

Another thing that would surely kill me. In my opinion, all reading is forced, but what I’m really talking about is when you have no other choice but to do some hardcore reviewing: contracts, textbooks, etc. When you’re the type of person who doesn’t read by choice, it’s even harder when the task arises and you’re rushed to do so. This is why I’m letting Mrs. Sip head up the education of any of our future little sippers.

Hyphenated Surnames

I’m pretty sure hyphenated surnames will eventually lead to the downfall of mankind (kryptonite of the masses). Before our wedding, Mrs. Sip and I had to discuss whether she was going to take my name or not. That’s when I discovered how much I don’t like hyphenated names, never giving it much thought before. Just imagine how long people’s last names will grow to be if two folks with hyphenated last names end up marrying and hyphenate their already hyphenated monikers. You’ll have a four-name long last name and it could snowball from there with later generations jumping to eight and 16 last names.

Drink #129: Kryptonite

Kryptonite Drink

  • Rim glass with Lime Powder
  • 0.5 oz Rum
  • 0.5 oz Tequila
  • 0.5 oz Goldschlager
  • 0.5 oz Jagermeister
  • Top with Lemon-Lime Kool-Aid

What is your kryptonite? What takes a member of Sip Nation and drives them to acts of stupidity, which they can’t even control. I’m very curious about this subject, partly because I don’t want to be the only person who has no willpower and partly because if I know everyone’s weakness, I can rule the world!

Sip Advisor’s Bar Notes (4 Sips out of 5):
It was a bit of a flashback for me to be using Kool-Aid. One of the very first drinks I ever invented when I was younger and not boozing it up was mixing Kool-Aid and Cola, which I dubbed Kontaminated Kool-Aid. See, I always had mad mixology skills! I like today’s drink quite a bit. It’s probably my favourite Goldschlager cocktail to date and you get varying tastes of it and the Jagermeister. The green Kool-Aid is an interesting touch compared to other mixers with similar effects.