

But where they really shined was at the recent American Distilling Institute awards, where they took home the most awards of any producer — 16, if you count the "Best of Class" award for their Grainiac 9 Grain Bourbon. Most of the awards Corsair won are for products that aren't in general release, but many of the recipes are included in Darek Bell's book, "Alt Whiskeys."
Consider these esoteric whiskeys to be like a cross between a home brewer and a laboratory experiment. The ADI recognized that Corsair is taking some genuinely innovative approaches to the production of spirits, and we can expect to benefit from their ingenuity in the form of future commercial products from Corsair. I don't know about you, but I can't wait!
See the complete list of Corsair's ADI awards after the jump, and drop by to congratulate them.
My husband and I are throwing our (in)famous annual holiday party in a couple weeks and I am usually way more ahead in the planning process by this point. We typically do a couple boozy drinks and a big spread of appetizers, but I'm feeling a little overwhelmed by Tastespotting and Pinterest ideas for food this year. I have actually kind of realized that I don't really like any of my appetizer recipes, other than this amazing hot corn dip that my friend usually makes (hint hint, Kim!). Here are a few of my ideas:
She asked me to bring a dish, so I have been browsing a few sites looking for inspiration. I ran across this horrific recipe for kitty litter cake, complete with a pooper-scooper, and have been too repulsed to look much further.
Here are some round-ups with classier options. Those at The Kitchn appear to be aimed more at kids' parties (e.g., the Halloween milk shooters), but Serious Eats has some drink and pumpkin recipes (along with a monster candy bark that looks enticing).
We are also considering some sort of spooky cocktail (but will probably end up just making sangria). Any ideas for more mature, delicious Halloween party recipes? (Thanks, but we'll pass on the puff-pastry guts.)
*My Food Looks Funny. Nothing quite cuts through the clutter of the contemporary news cycle quite like pictures of Twinkie pizzas. Ya, you read that right — slices of Twinkie on top of a pizza. I'd say that the only proper response is a hardy chant of "USA! USA! USA!" Try it at home! It's fun for the whole family!
* I think it's safe to say that if somebody makes bland music there's a very, very good chance that they make very bland food. Hence you will not find a copy of Sheryl Crow's If It Makes you Healthy cookbook on the shelves at the Maloney compound. I wouldn't let Sandra Dee anywhere near my CD player, so why would I let Ms. Crow anywhere near my kitchen, amiright? Mosh Potatoes is more my thing, frankly. That said, Emily Weiss' "Alternate Titles for Sheryl Crow's New Cookbook" over on The Hairpin is a work of pun-tastic genius and totally worth your time. The same cannot be said, however, about the discography of Sheryl Crow.
* Oh look, they want to make a Top Chef musical! That's a terrible idea. Unless they give Arnold Myint a figure-skating solo, then I'm down.
*And picking up where we left off yesterday: bacon, bacon, bacon, bacon.
Dudes! How ya been?! I haven't seen you guys in a hot minute, what you been up to? How was your weekend? Mine was pretty chill — I ended up at a beautiful wedding out in Normandy before driving the back roads up to Center Hill Lake. I thought my adventures beyond the Davidson County line — who knew there was such a place? — were going to include a little more culinary excitement to relate back to you guys, but the only real food-thought I had this weekend was, "Do miniature Frenchmen make miniature quiches?" Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the grub, but it was the kind of fare that leaves you plenty of time to think of dumb questions. Then again, I do tend to be an endless font of dumb questions.
So anyway, I got home, saw this post and promptly fell into an Internet wormhole and have only now resurfaced from my quixotic quest to find the best damn bacon songs on the Internet. Ends up most songs about bacon on ye ol' tubes just plain suck. Seriously, while I get that the topic can be inspiring, the bacon-as-punchline school of songcraft is just plain bullshit. Show some respect people! Bacon is serious business.
So here's the baddest porkbelly beats on the whole wide web. Please note that the song "Bacon Fat" shows up a bunch of times — that's because it's one of the greatest songs ever written. Don't know what else to tell ya.
While I haven't watched a new Adam Sandler movie since Punch-Drunk Love — mostly because, well, Punch-Drunk Love sucked so much — I will admit to undying love for the mans early work. Billy Madison? Brilliant. Happy Gilmore? Incredible. His run on SNL? Unrivaled. Sure, I've got the taste of a rather ribald 12-year-old, but I'm not ashamed to say that the man stopped being funny once he stopped lighting poo on fire.
Regardless of his many transgressions over the years, his classic SNL performance of the "Thanksgiving Song" will always be a favorite. Chock full of non-sequiturs and reverence for that most American of meals, "Thanksgiving Song" is the definitive holiday anthem. Well, at least for this holiday ... since it's really the only anthem for this holiday, unless you count "Over the River and Through the Woods" as an anthem and I don't. (Though if someone were to set Anton's Thanksgiving toast to music, that might be a close second.)
In other news that's only tangentially related to food, I think I've started a new tradition in my house: watching ThanksKilling while cranking things up in the kitchen. Again, this is one of our nation's oldest holidays, but it tends to be lacking in the themed-media department. Luckily somebody had the proverbial butterballs to make a film about a demonic gobbler hell bent on revenge. While it's no Black Christmas, My Bloody Valentine or even New Year's Evil, ThanksKilling does make the most of its low budget and shoddy script, and manages to be a pretty entertaining if not completely ridiculous 66 minutes of holiday viewing. And no matter how you feel about its bargain-basement gore, it's not nearly as stomach-turning as aspic. So, so gross.
Which brings me to my big question for the day. What's the grossest thing you've ever encountered at Thanksgiving? I once had a homemade faux-Tofurkey at a punk-rock pot luck, and that stands out as possibly the worst thing in the history of the world. Leave your grossest gag-worthy experiences in the comments — and make sure to drive safe this weekend.

They update rather infrequently, but one has to assume that coming up with metal puns in cupcake form isn't something that can be forced, and probably hinges on momentary flashes of brilliance. Or large quantities of the ol' sweet leaf, if you know what I mean. I'm thinking that I might make the Pentagram cupcakes cuz they're one of my favorite bands of all time, but then again, the "Wee Cakes of the Snowgoat" look pretty tasty, too.
SEMI-APPROPRIATE BONUS VIDEO: Epic Christmas light display synched to Slayer's "Raining Blood".
The drunken lunatics at Epic Meal Time seem to share the same love for intestinal/intellectual abuse, because their Web-series more or less annihilates every other attempt we've seen to make ridiculous grub. Who can argue with a line like "What's a Double Down, the manliest sandwich on the fast food menu or an overrated little b****?" And who can argue when they go on to assemble a sandwich featuring burgers, bacon, chicken, onion rings, macaroni and cheese, cheddar cheese, buns, ketchup and rum.
Wait, rum? What in the hell is rum doing in there? Do you drink the rum first so you're drunk enough to think that eating this thing is a good idea? Is it wrong that I kinda want to eat that behemoth of a meat stack, even though I'm completely and totally sober? Is there something wrong with me for wanting to go to the store and buy the ingredients to make myself a Massive Meat Log, even though I've had breakfast and a healthy snack all ready today? Is there anybody out there who would want to split The Greasiest Sandwich Ever or go halves on The Worst Pizza Ever? I mean, yeah, they're all kind of revolting, but it's the most alluring kind of revolting one could ever ask for. I mean, look at that meat log!
Jelloughnuts, the doughnut flavored Jello shots from the geniuses at My Jello Americans. Think about that for a second — doughnut-flavored Jello shots. It kinda gives you some hope for the fate of the human race, don't it? [via Buzzfeed]
We took our camera phone to a great wedding last weekend, one of those wonderful affairs that mixed fun, music, good location, good food, and surprises, like a 10-foot candy bar (as in a bar serving up candy) some 110 pounds of multicolored, but color-coordinated, fruit-flavored, sucrosey bliss that was beautiful to behold.
Who doesn't like candy? There was something for everyone, from malted milk balls and watermelon gumdrops to super-size marshmallows, fruit-flavored taffy and super-sour strips.The kids' pockets were bulging, and when you grabbed their sticky hands to dance, you worried you might not come unstuck. Even adults went back to the table for discreet handfuls.