It’s a traditional Irish liquor that can range up to 190 proof—and thanks to that unusual potency, it was outlawed by the British for nearly 300 years. But in recent decades, the queen has loosened her restrictions, and we’re on the cusp of seeing the first commercially available bottle in America.
The project is raising money on Kickstarter now thanks to an Irish émigré living in the states, and if he manages to raise another $35,000, you can officially add poitín to your liquor cabinet.
The drink itself is pot-distilled from potatoes, sugar and yeast, which means the closest American equivalent is moonshine—but even that’s not terribly close, given the strength of the spirits involved. If you’re curious (and you don’t feel like waiting a month for the first bottle), you can also find it in a few distilleries in Ireland.
Sock It to Me: Valet’s guide to the perfect Christmas stocking. Naturally, it includes chocolate. [Valet]
Pink Moon: If you’re up at 9am tomorrow, you may notice the moon taking on an ominously red hue, thanks to the lunar eclipse. If you’re not, we’re sure there will be lots of pictures. [The Atlantic Wire]
Chicken and Waffles, Together at Last: A gentleman’s guide to making chicken-and-waffle popovers, which sounds like the greatest food ever. [The Awl]
Actually, the Perfect Gift: Ladies and gentlemen, a 4.5-liter bottle of Johnnie Walker Black. How do you even pour it? [Fantastic Man]
The metallic frame above is a microscopic look at the miraculous substance known as whiskey, as rendered by the fine folks at Bevshots. (They seem to want us to put it on our wall, but we’ll politely ignore that part.) There are a half-dozen others where that came from—including vodka, sake and an unusually colorful margarita—all blown up to magnifications you haven’t seen since chemistry class. Needless to say, we’ll be raising a glass to science later this evening.
Moby Dick: If you're a weasley-looking, self-righteous vegan of limited musical ability and even more limited muscle mass who manages to bed Natalie Portman, please try to be a gentleman about it. [NYPost]
N'Stink: Ever wonder what all that stuff in Justin Timberlake's hair smells like? It's Givenchy. [Catwalk Queen]
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Offensive Foul: Crocs, the ideal merchandising tie-in for the today's uptempo, run-and-gun NBA. [Just-Style]
My Beautiful Launderette: Design is only a rinse cycle away. [Kitsune Noir]
"Does Tom Ford Hate The Straights?": Sorry, Gawker, we were a bit distracted by these pics here. What were you saying? [Gawker]
"Marc Jacobs Plagiarized My Dad's Scarf": Just imagine how pissed he'll be when the knockoffs start showing up on Canal Street. [The Local, Sweden]
We return to our runway recaps, detailing the top ten Kempt looks from Fashion Week. It's important to note here that since most men's collections are revealed to marketers and buyers two weeks before the big festivities under the tents, most designers have a two-week jump on the women's clothiers, allowing for laid-back, open-bar presentations here and there. This may or may not have been a good thing. We'll have to check with our sponsor.
8. Loden Dager:
A little-known brand in the big scheme of things, Loden Dager has gained a good deal of popular support from editors and insiders. Some of this is due to it's colorful cast of designers, but more of it has to do with their intriguing mix of prep and subversion. Yes, yes, at their presentation (white wine) there were flat-front pants and simple overcoats a plenty. But the careful use of oversized checks, wide collars and bold color palettes made these familiar, almost conservative forms new and inviting. In particular, a ghostly slate three-piece suit was a winner. [Paper Magazine]