For the most part, life sucks. Alcohol is a gift. Let’s enjoy it together.
A collection of drinking stories.
If you really need a reason to drink, here's the most complete and comprehensive calendar of drinking days available.
Perhaps those suffering from repercussions based on their drinking achievements will take solace in knowing that a hangover is just God's way of saying "good job last night!"
It's no coincidence that National Bloody Mary Day follows the busiest drinking day of the year. For a recipe to create the most popular hangover cure known to man...
Today is a Puerto Rican bacchanalia, a coconut-infused riot of tradition and liquid courage that can only be properly appreciated with a glass in hand and your wits half-loosened...
Oh, eggnog. You creamy, boozy enigma. The holidays would feel naked without you—like a Christmas tree without lights, or Santa without his jolly...
Every year, just when the last stubborn leaves have blown off the trees and your fingers are too numb to text back your ex, the calendar throws us a curveball: National Sangria Day.
Today, we resurrect this noble cocktail in all its pulpy, vodka-fueled glory. A drink so simple it borders on nihilistic brilliance: orange juice and vodka. No frills, no bullshit...
Raise a glass to December 5th, 1933—the day America sobered up and decided sobriety wasn’t for her. It’s a celebration of our collective liver from puritanical madness.
On this sacred first Friday of December, we raise our glasses to National Bartender Day—a toast to those who serve us courage in a glass and wisdom on the rocks.
Drinksgiving is the chaotic cocktail of booze and bad decisions, a forum where friendships are reforged, and hometown bars become arenas of sweaty nostalgia.
October 19 is a celebration of the working class. This nation wasn’t built on anything fancy. It was built on the promise of cold beer after long, grueling days...
Can you walk into a bar and trade your AA Chip in for a cocktail? We give you the unfiltered facts.
17 bars, six games of pool, and an unknowable number of Miller Lites later, I finally tracked it down. But I could never have prepared myself for what I found along the way.