The Young Man Wants A Whiskey Sour

We had a certain Young Fella staying at our place for a couple of weeks whilst his college dorm was closed in January. Tragically, he's not 21 until the spring, and silly as Mr. Potter and I think the no-booze-for-the-college-set law is, we weren't going to let some local officer of the law make an example of him or us.  Besides, it's winter, and The Potter Building is on a winding road.  And mostly, we didn't want his mom to murder-ize the two of us.  So Young Fella made sorrowful posts on Facebook about his desire for a whiskey sour. And of course, as soon as the dorms opened again, he packed up, left The Potter Building, and got some barkeep on the other side of the Hudson to serve him that which he longed to sip.  And his mom got wind of it (Facebook, again, of course) and threatened to murder-ize him.  At least we're off the hook

Young Fella, in the spring, I will make you this classic old man's drink. 

Whiskey Sour

1  oz lemon juice

1/2 tsp-1 tsp bar sugar or simple syrup or agave syrup--taste for balance; you may need more depending on how tart the fruit is and what your tastes are.  This should be tart, but it shouldn't spin your teeth around.

1 and 1/2 oz bourbon or rye

1 to 1 and 1/2 oz fresh orange juice

Shake hard over ice, garnish with a  home-brandied cocktail cherry and an orange slice.  Serve in a large cocktail glass or a sour glass that you have of course pre-chilled.  Tasty, not too devastating, and just the thing for the newly 21.  Remember, younglings: moderation in all things.

Young or old, I'll see you on the air at 4 tomorrow!