It was hot Friday afternoon. A sweet breeze blew through the office. And with it brought the delicious taste of a Squeam. Ahhhhh, a refreshing taste that immediately transports you to the back of a flatbed of a truck in the corner of your Uncle Jimbo’s property in Southern Kentucky, sneaking drinks as a mere teenager, and then being grounded for the rest of the summer when you were found out.

Ya.

Anyway, the ingredients are these two fine American icons. Mix and serve over ice in a plastic cup.
Drink often.

-Sarah