I live in a dry state–I think that’s the technical term. I’m not sure. But in Idaho, they don’t sell hard liquor at the grocery store. Only beer and wine. Do you know how annoying this is when I want to cook something that calls for Grand Mariner or brandy or I have an impulsive idea to serve martinis at a dinner party I’m throwing? I have to plan ahead and make a special trip to the state owned liquor store. And make sure you don’t need booze on Sunday or a holiday, they ain’t open. In L.A. you could go into any market and buy whatever you wanted, 365 days a year.
I don’t get the logic in holding back on the hard stuff? I mean honestly, a person can get crocked on Boone’s Farm just as easily as they can on Jack D.
So darling husband, if my creme brulee tonight doesn’t turn out, I didn’t have time to go to the liquor store for the 1 Tablespoon of Grand Mariner it called for. Sigh.
I just discovered your blog today. Since this is November’s post, you may not even see this, but decided to take a chance anyway.
My husband and I recently moved back to California after 35 years in Pennsylvania. There, you can’t buy anything alcoholic in grocery stores. You must go to state stores for wine and hard liquor and to a beer distributor for beer by the case. Some bars have a license to sell six packs but they charge almost as much for a six pack as case would cost at the distributor.
As long as we lived there, the possibility of eliminating the state system was discussed, but the state would loose too much revenue, so they keep on capitalizing the the peoples desire for alcoholic beverages. See, it could be worse.
By the way, I love your books. Don’t know why I didn’t discover the blog sooner.
Kathy
Kathryn,
You definitely have it toughter than me!
I’m glad you enjoy my books. Have fun being back in Cali.