George Washington’s Eggnog

A long, long time ago I saw a recipe in Mental Floss for eggnog. George Washington eggnog. Super boozey eggnog.

What more do you need?

This year I decided to finally take the plunge and make some of my own. I don’t have any pictures- didn’t get a camera for Christmas, but is eggnog really that photogenic anyway?

No. It looks like eggnog.

Delicious Eggnog.

After some googling, I got the recipe from the Farmers Almanac website:

“One quart cream, one quart milk, one dozen tablespoons sugar, one pint brandy, 1/2 pint rye whiskey, 1/2 pint Jamaica rum, 1/4 pint sherry—mix liquor first, then separate yolks and whites of eggs, add sugar to beaten yolks, mix well. Add milk and cream, slowly beating. Beat whites of eggs until stiff and fold slowly into mixture. Let set in cool place for several days. Taste frequently.”

One problem: it doesn’t say how many eggs. I found a lot more recipes that all claim it’s a dozen. I halved it. While my family enjoys a glass of eggnog, most don’t have the nog love that I do.

Seriously, I love this stuff.

So, it was easy enough to make. I made it on the 20th with the intent to serve it on my family’s yearly drinkdwist: Christmas Eve.

After putting it all together I gave it a little taste and I was worried. It was all booze. Not that I minded, but I didn’t intend to drink this entire batch.

Well, I knew I couldn’t drink the entire batch. Whatever.

I used this as an opportunity to clear out the liquor cabinet. I used a sherry that may or may not be older than me- I think we most likely brought it home when we lived in Spain. When I was born, so…. I used Canadian Club 12 year for the rye, St. Remy for the brandy – it was between that and what I think is a Slovenian brandy. I’m guessing Slovenian? This is a really weird booze cabinet. And, finally, for the rum I used Havana Club 7 year. I know it’s bad to use a nice rum, but it’s what I had, and we have tons of it from trips to Cuba.

Now, I did some spoonfuls because, well, I follow recipes. I got progressively less worried the more it sat. Christmas Eve came, and it was a HIT. And not just because everyone was tipsy enough to sing after like, half a glass.

Though that helps!

I came home from work and had the first sip of this amazing drink… just, perfection. I’m having a glass as I write this in the interest of research.

Yeah, research.

Whatever, it’s Christmas day.

So, the first thing that hits ya is the booze. It definitely has that, “oh hey, there’s a lot of alcohol in here” feel, but the burn subsides super quickly when the eggnog goodness hits.

This stuff is, quite literally, indescribably good. If you’ve never made your own eggnog, now is the time. It’s still Christmas until January 12th, so get your ‘nog on.

As for me, I’ll be posting a bit of a Christmas haul (because I’m one of those girls…) as well as reviews for some awesome gifts- Dior brushes!!! I also bought a Beauty Blender, and I’m signing up for a bunch of subscription services- one that I’m all ready to go with, I just need photos! My bestie Alex and I also have a fun idea… and a trip might be in the works!  So, keeeeeep reading 🙂

Happy (boozey, eggnoggy) Holidays Everyone!

George Washington’s Eggnog

SandyDrank, SandyPrettied: It was a night

Hello All!

When a friend shows up with wine, well, that’s a friend worth keeping.

This weekend was… boring. So. Much. Schoolwork.

I figured out I can do an event management certificate that earns me credits for my degrees, so there was a ton of phone time for school, and I worked. Also, the mother wanted to put up Christmas decorations (that SandyDrank post is to come because the wine I got is WOW!), and we have to get something for the father. Adam also sent me a gorgeous package with something that was on the customs form as a necklace, but I don’t know details. Saturday night would’ve been great for so many alcohol review possibilities, but alas, everything tasted good that night- whoops.

The point of tonight is a sort of review of the amazingness that is Villa Teresa wine, and part just an update.

Tonight I had the pinot grigio, but my main Villa Teresa experience is with the prosecco, which is amazing. It’s a prosecco that’s not to dry, not to sweet. Just like the pinot grigio. If you have a mix of sweet and dry lovers, these are amaze, and ORGANIC! WHOO!

So, super informal tonight, but I have some nail polish, hair dye, some (real) wine, some beer, jeans, and a pants diy that will change your life.  Also, subscription services.

And more wine. Because wine.

SandyDrank, SandyPrettied: It was a night

SandyDrank: Phillips Polaris Milk Stout

Well, I am drinking.

I had an awesome milk stout from Denmark a few weeks back, so when I saw this offering from Phillips, I knew I had to give it a shot. I’m a big fan of the blue buck, so I was on board for something new.  In general, I love a good BC beer.

Let’s get something straight, I have no idea how to properly talk about beer. This will not be formal.

polaris milk stout

So, obviously I first read the bottle. I’m a big believer in reading bottles. Then I headed to the website. They have photos.

What I thought…

You can definitely taste the chocolate and coffee notes- not something I got in the other milk stout (This is a low sample pool and probably a bad way to start a blog.) Like I said, I suck about talking about beer. I tend to judge beer as either is it good, or is it not. This is good. It’s a light stout, and I’m very much behind the smoothness.

I want to drink lots of this, but I also want to put it in cake and cookies. Specifically this recipe from Smitten Kitchen. Both with and without the chocolate.

If you want a really intense review, I recommend rDev’s comment on beer advocate. 

All in all, drink this. I’m going in for the second glass. 🙂

SandyDrank: Phillips Polaris Milk Stout

SandyIs: An Introduction



My name is Sandy and I’m a 24 year old student in Vancouver, B.C. I work part time in the liquor industry. People keep asking me stuff, so I’m going to document my life.

Really, everything I say here will make me sound like a narcissistic.

So, instead of rambling on about myself, here’s three things I love, and why I love them.

1) Travel.

I went full on tourist.


Travel is and always my number one passion. There I am at twenty in Rome. I’ve always traveled- as a kid I went to the States a lot and did Cuba and the Bahama’s. When I was eighteen my parents asked what I wanted for a grad gift, and I chose an amazing tour that took me all around Europe. I went back to Europe through a study abroad program when I was twenty, and learned all about art history. Two years later I started my first year working as an English tutor for a company that runs English immersion summer camps in Italy. I spent that summer, and last summer working for them. I love Europe, but the only place I really want to go is everywhere. You’ll hear tons about my adventures.

2) DIY

Double spray paint action is the quickest way to achieve badassity.


I love to make things, especially clothes. After I graduated I had a brief stint in fashion school. While I don’t want to work in the industry- cattiness ain’t my style, I love to make clothes. I love to paint, sew, cook, anything. Many of my attempts are unsuccessful, but sometimes you have two bottles of spray paint in your hand and your friends corpse bride Halloween costume turns out beyond amazing.

3) The Good Times!

We think we took this in celebration of me cutting my own bangs.

I like to party. I don’t deny this. When my parents asked me what I wanted for my nineteenth birthday (legal age in BC) I said a bartending class. I love to make drinks, I love to drink drinks, I love to dance…. Not that the only fun I have is drinking. I love taking classes in stuff. I love learning new things and just having fun.

Why do I love these things? What do I learn from them? Tons. I love anything that gives my mind time to think (intense travel situations, sewing blunders, baking), and time to relax (parasailing, just having a glass of damn good wine).

Wine is wine. There’s no judgement here.



SandyIs: An Introduction