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I picked up some George Dickel Barrel Select Tennessee Whiskey to toast my Memphis-born mom today. Also found some vintage silver-chased cocktail glasses with roosters on them because my mom liked roosters. I polished the first one and it came out pretty good. Then I made a 2:1 Manhattan to complete the plan. To Catherine Corrinne Reid Bedecarre, and a life well lived.

Negro Modelo x2 with a late lunch.

Isn't he mawied to Incontinentia Buttocks?

Indeed. I'm quite certain that I would have called out WarriorCunt with a lot more profanity by that point.

A. T. C.

@Shelly: Agreed to cover all of your agreeds. That last attempt at a clearing kick right back into the center was unbelievably lame. They were so solid otherwise, and other than the penalty kicks.

Congrat on the house Chris, that will be great for you and your expanding family. Enjoy. Nice addition Grahame!

Fantastic result Andy! The knob is awesome. Congrat!

Casino Cocktail 2oz gin 4 dashes each lemon and orange juice (.5oz) 4 dashes maraschino (scant .5oz) Shake and strain.

Thanks Rob, Tom, Steve and Brent. Very touched that you picked up Manhattan materials to toast my mom, Brent, thanks for that too. I may not be a poofter, Steve, but I have shed lots of tears these last few days, including when I read your post. I hadn't planned to speak at her rosary on Friday night but felt I should when the time came. I broke down in tears a couple of times during my remarks but my mom would never let that stop her, so I persevered. Another couple of times I started weeping today were when I looked at my iPhone pics. A couple of times during my mother's last day we felt compelled to take some photos when she was doing better because we were certain that we were going to lose her soon. At the risk of being morbid I am going to share a couple of those pics and the stories that go with them. I take my online persona from the defender of the universe, but my mother was known in the family as the Boss of the World because she was pretty sure she had something to say about everything going on around her. It was always said lovingly and it was never meant to suggest she was domineering, but it was a good nickname. Anyway, my poor father kept asking her for a smile even when she was doing very poorly. She often obliged, but she also tossed in a roll of her eyes a few times just to show she disapproved a bit. Here is one pic from quite late in the night and about 12 hours into the 25 hours of her final hospital visit. Even later, when all six siblings were present after my sister arrived from Minnesota (by a little miracle she was already on her way that day) and my brother made an emergency trip up from LA, somebody decided that we needed to take a family picture. We've done this innumerable times over my lifetime but this one seemed incredibly weird. I had just walked back into the room and violated infection control protocol by not putting on the gown and gloves instantly but everyone else looked like Smurfs, which only added to the oddity. The amazing thing was that as we lined up beside her hospital bed and my nephew started to take a picture, my mom started clawing at the oxygen mask she needed to wear the entire time day. We all freaked out that she was in crisis but as soon as somebody helped her get it off she struck a pose and flashed a big smile for the camera. Yes, the Boss of the World was dissatisfied with her appearance for her last ever family photo. I will never, ever forget those last moments and hours, good and bad.

That's a good bet! Team ATC rules!

Nice meet Team Rio!

We definitely appreciate you sharing your whisk(e)y knowledge, Mikey, so please keep it public! I don't think I should drink to my mom with this one, so I am toasting my HC friends and especially Mike Sr. Who sent it to me. Cheers everyone and behemoth thanks Mike!

As my mother always said, nothing ventured, nothing gained, so more best wishes on the new venture to my ro-bro. Very glad to have you back posting.

RR Sanctification in my mother's honor (even she would hate the beer and question the name) and watching the World Cup. USA scores while typing!!! Wow Sorry about the crowd Mike. Very curious about the taste of that Brooklyn, JP.

Thanks to each and every one of you. Beautiful tribute drinks Mike, Jim and Shelly. We had a beautiful funeral mass and tribute yesterday with about 300 in attendance. The priest came back from his new parish to do the service, which was special to us because he has known my mother and family since I was in grade school. He was at our old parish, then moved to my parents new parish that they joined after moving across town. My sister and brother gave great eulogies, and I got through my reading without breaking down. My dad was happy with the service, which was paramount to all of us.

I am incredibly sad to say that the MOTDOTU passed on this Wednesday, even though I am certain it was to a better place. After fighting to stay with us for the last four months, and really the last five years, my mother died peacefully with her husband, all six children, her beloved sister and brother in law, ten grandchildren, two daughters in law, and one niece by her side. Remarkably, I had just returned from Germany, a brother had just gotten back from Hawaii, my Minnesota sister was flying in by chance that day, my globe-trotting CEO brother was a day from leaving for NYC, and my LA brother was able to fly up on short notice when our mother was taken to the ER Tuesday morning. Despite a good run of improvement and a couple of great days, she must have known this was the right time for her. That doesn't mean she went easily because she continued to fight up until her last couple of hours when she was calm and serene and ultimately passed very peacefully. We all felt blessed by the fact that we could be with her and that she was lucid and aware much of the time. This community has been very supportive in general and while my mother has lost her health and I figured out how to lose my wonderful mom. The short and long obituaries that appeared in today's papers are linked below if anyone is interested in hearing a relatively quick take on a wonderful life. If you are so inclined, please raise a glass in honor of Catherine Corrinne Reid Bedecarre. She was a hell of a gal, and you can toast her with whatever you like to drink, but her choice was a Manhattan and we have had quite a few these last few days. Cheers Mom and thank you for everything. Short obituary in SF Chronicle Long obituary in SJ Mercury News

Violent Femmes -- Hallowed Ground

x12 on the awesome brisket. Deano knew how to live!

Only in his sensitive private areas. Those little Braun kids as so nimble. About the mini fridge, I'm excited to have room to keep all my vermouths and mixers chilled, have a spot for cold beers, and a second temp zone to store better wines. Claire is even more excited to get back the real refrigerator.

Bonal & Rye. Brilliantly yummy.

Beverage fridge/wine storage for Mayberry.

Look who's talking!

Good luck dealing with the outage, KG.

Gene and Raffy, I'm sorry I missed your call yesterday while you were quaffing some beerish delights. That Bass has quite a layer of sea foam on it! Now enjoying a pair of Corpse Reviver #2 cocktails to celebrate Claire finally getting a full-time tenure track contract! Long overdue, but with the partial credit she has earned she can get tenure quickly and get past all the annoying annual contract shenanigans. Congrat Claire! And the Swiss Opaline absinthe is fantastic in cocktails!