Showing posts with label Alcoholics Anonymous. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alcoholics Anonymous. Show all posts

Friday, January 23, 2009

Booze-Free Beach - Sort Of

Pensacola Beach ought to be included in Roget's Thesaurus as a synonym for irony. Last night, Escambia County commissioners voted to designate nearly two acres immediately west of the fishing pier at Casino Beach as "an alcohol-free zone."

To celebrate, tonight the rock band "Rehab" is playing at Capt'n Fun on the beach. The band, we read, is "known for the current hit 'Sittin' at a Bar.'"

Why set aside the west side of the fishing pier for teetotallers, and not a portion of the far more popular east side? The official line is that it will enhance Pensacola Beach's reputation as a "family friendly" beach.

We think the real reason is the same one that leads you to stick smelly ol' grandma and her wheelchair in a back room when you're having a party. Party-poopers are a real downer.

However that may be, as of today beach-goers who don't want to risk having contact with someone who might be drinking will have a corner of the beach all their own. Except, of course, they won't.

They'll have to share it with the surfing crowd. A few years ago, the Island Authority also confined surfers to the west side of the pier. The idea, then, was to protect sunbathers and swimmers from being unexpectedly impaled by a surf board.

Now, presumably, only stone-sober swimmers will be at risk from a runaway surfboard. That must be what we mean by "family friendly."

Monday, November 24, 2008

Off the Wagon

You'd be drinking again, too, if the last eight years of your life had been such a failure.

Pisco Sour
2 oz. pisco brandy
1 oz lime juice
1/4 ounce simple syrup
1/2 egg white
dash Angostura bitters

Shake hard with ice. Strain into a Champagne Flute or low ball glass. Use the bitters as a aromatic garnish to the top of the finished drink.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Pensacola Tip: Where to Make Powerful Friends

Apropos of what passes in Pensacola as local news worthy of big, bold headlines and editorial comment, we are reminded of a conversation we had over beers about a dozen years ago with a real estate developer. He had been in business in south Florida, he told us, "until the place got crapped up so bad by people like me that I couldn't stand it." So, he moved to Pensacola.

"Nobody knew me here. I needed to get in with the movers and shakers. You know, the people with the power and the money. So, the first thing I did was to join AA. Sure enough, that's where they all were. Never had a drinking problem in my life, to tell you the truth, but it was the best business decision I ever made."