The Southern Male Democrat

If ever there was a southern lyric to sum up what we believe about sweet tea, the band Cravin’ Melon perfected it when they wrote -

Certain things in life I like to savor
Watchin’ clouds and waitin’ on the rain
If you ever question my behavior
Just a taste will make you feel the same now

Don’t try to offer me anything
What it comes right down to baby
Don’t tempt me; I’m where I wanna be
Cause on the eighth day, God made sweet tea.

When Mrs. SMD and I were “a-courtin” we couldn’t get enough of the song, or the beverage.  After we got hitched and I took her back up to Washington, our quest for sweet tea in restaurants was never ending. Granted, the best sweet tea is homemade, but when you get home from work at 7:30pm, you don’t always want to wait the time it takes to make a batch. We were relegated to running coolers full of Bojangles tea up I-95 like a couple of bootleggers!

Now that we have returned to God’s Country, we were quite content with the availability of sweet tea in most every restaurant. And once again, a life-changing product has found its way into our home. Much like bacon salt forever changed the way I view asparagus, someone has improved upon something that I thought was already as perfect as employment screening.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you - Firefly Sweet Tea Vodka!

Full credit for the discovery must go to Mrs. SMD - she read about this online, figured out where it was and told me to go get it. As is usually (but of course, not always…    ) the case, following her instructions was the right course of action to benefit me personally in my wedding favors.

She read that the product was available in some of the ABC stores in North Carolina, but given that the product is made in South Carolina, those guys have it everywhere.  As I was leaving a business trip in the lesser of the Carolinas for late coed overnight summer camps last week, Mrs. SMD reminded me to stop and pick some up.

A short 24 hours later, we were taking our first pour in the parking lot at Carter-Finley Stadium. In a word, this stuff is HEAVEN. Put some ice in a plastic stadium cup. (’cause you don’t drink sweet tea and certainly not tea flavored booze from glass.) Fill three quarters of the way with the sweet tea vodka, and top off the last quarter with some lemonade. Then email me your thanks!!

Be careful though, this stuff is so smooth, you truly don’t realize its potency. There is a rumor that I *might* have had a second of trouble navigating a stadium step the other night because of the sweet tea vodka, but until the video shows up on Youtube, I shall deny, deny, deny.

Hey, it works for George W., right??