Here is mine:
Ten favorite things starting with the letter S:
The Sazerac. I've mentioned them before, and in my opinion it's a perfect cocktail:
- 2 oz rye whiskey (bourbon will do in an emergency)
- ½ oz bar syrup
- absinthe (you can use Absente or Herbsaint)
- 3 drops Peychaud's Bitters
- Twist of lemon peel
- Put a few drops of absinthe in a rocks glass and swirl to coat the glass.
- Mix the whiskey, syrup and bitters in a cocktail shaker over ice until chilled.
- Pour into rocks glass over two ice cubes. Rub rim of glass with lemon peel.
Sex: Well, duh. Seriously, I'm fascinated with it, all its complexity, joys and horrors. My love of all things sexy and sleazy is ironic, though, given that I'm also offended by the increasing pornification of our culture, and I'm fairly modest in my personal life.
Slot machine noise: That exciting, omnipresent noise inside every big casino. Every once in a while I'll hear something that reminds me of it—a cell phone ring, a video game—and I'll be instantly transported to that wonderful moment when you first walk into a casino.
Skillets. Big iron skillets. We have a nice collection of well-seasoned cast iron skillets, and I use them nearly every day. They feel great in your hand when you're cooking, and they have a great old look. Plus Wanda Jackson had a great song about beating her husband with one.
From My Big Iron Skillet:
There's gonna be some changes made
When you get home tonight
Cause I'm gonna to teach you wrong from right
With my big iron skillet in my hand
Gonna show you how a little woman
Can whip a great big man
If you live through the fight
We're gonna have when you get home
You'll wake up, and find yourself alone
Sweet tea: Summertime in the south. I can only drink it when the temperature goes over 90.
Sunshine: I've always liked being outside, and I dig that near-blinding sunbaked feeling you get in places like Las Vegas, or the combination of sunshine and water in places like the Florida keys. I seem to crave it more as I get older.
Swamps: Why am I so attracted to a landscape that, frankly, scares the shit out of me? Snakes and alligators. Fever, bourbon and decay. Mmmm... I've been in mangrove swamps in Florida, and Cypress swamps in Louisiana. I like the cypress swamps better.
Shotguns: BOOYAH! There is not much in this world more fun and satisfying than shooting a big-ass 12 gauge shotgun. I own two of them, a Remington 870 tactical shotgun (think Ving Rhames in the Dawn of the Dead remake) and an antique Winchester Model 12.
Splatter movies: The wetter, the better. I want so much gore and grue flying off the screen you feel like you need a raincoat.
Summertime: And the living is easy. Catfish, barbecue, sweet tea, drinking on the back porch. Sleepy dogs.