Vodka

A few months ago a Russian lady moved into a house near me. We had the occasional chat as we passed in the street. She is single but being mid thirties is about half my age.

She arrived at my door with the bottle of vodka which is shown in the pictures. It doesn't seem to be EU approved.

She also brought some tulip bulbs. A strange combination but perhaps the vodka to kill me and the tulips for my grave.

Has any of the membership any knowledge of this vodka?
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Good stuff and follow the instructions and drink it neat from the freezer.
 

hotel_california

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"Our brand is the best selling vodka in Easter Europe" so says the advertising blurb. That;s like saying "the best dressed man in Rostock". Just saying.
 
Gift horse - mouth.

But the real question is where are the photos and would you?
 
Can't be as vile as the Cannabis Vodka someone brought back from the Czech republic
 
A few months ago a Russian lady moved into a house near me. We had the occasional chat as we passed in the street. She is single but being mid thirties is about half my age.

She arrived at my door with the bottle of vodka which is shown in the pictures. It doesn't seem to be EU approved.

She also brought some tulip bulbs. A strange combination but perhaps the vodka to kill me and the tulips for my grave.

Has any of the membership any knowledge of this vodka?View attachment 343958View attachment 343959
You don't live in Cambridge, do you?

 
Gift horse - mouth.

But the real question is where are the photos and would you?
She is rather well built and since she didn't ask me to shag her but to drink the vodka I only took pictures of the alcohol. When I see her again I will approach the subject of photographs but very carefully. You never know what such things might lead to
 
I always enjoyed a bottle of NAAFI DM 5 Wolfschmidt on a Friday afternoon.

My encounter with Wolfschmidt began on a visit to Hyde Park's premium market, Kimbark Beverage Shoppe. My eyes were drawn almost immediately to the ingenious design of the bottle. The plastic encasing the vodka represents a departure from the traditional glass design, signaling a shift from the bottle material of the Mesopotamians towards a classier, more modern composite.


In preparation for consumption, the drinker's eye will likely be caught by the details of the beverage, prominently and conveniently displayed on its paper label. Right off the bat we know that it is GENUINE. Unlike other vodkas sold in Kimbark and its vicinity, such as Grey Goose and Absolut, the drinker can be certain that Wolfschmidt is a certifiably real, nay, genuine vodka.

While I plan to elaborate more on the genuine factor later, it would be unfair to the integrity of the vodka to go any further without recognizing the second-most important word on the plastic bottle: DISTILLED. Recalling the essence of such other liquids as distilled water and distilled vinegar, my expectations were built up by the use of such decorative terminology. Upon asking a sales associate for any possible beverage pairings, I was recommended to either "mix" or " chase" the Wolfschmidt with cranberry juice, Mistic, or really anything to get the taste out of your mouth. As a vodka purist, I politely declined.

When I brought my bottle to the counter, I was unsurprised to discover that the product is a bit pricey. At close to $14.99 for a 1.75L handle, a Wolfschmidt drinker can expect to shell out a few dollars more than he/she would for an equivalently-sized Burnetts Vodka and roughly over five times what he/she would for two liters of Mountain Dew sans the extra 0.25L.

After checking out of Kimbark and returning to my scratcher, I was not only excited but also a bit intimidated by the elitist stature that Wolfschmidt seemed to embody.

The aroma hinted that the beverage would be distilled, suspicions that were confirmed by a very distilled taste upon first shots. A few more swigs and all of the drinkers doubts of its genuine quality will disappear. There was no doubt that my colleague and I were definitely drinking vodka.

Drinkers can expect to experience a full aftertaste with Wolfschmidt, something noticeably lacking from other vodkas. The alcohol in our sample was so defined and robust that it almost tasted isopropyl-esque. This physique gives Wolfschmidt the manliness its name suggests (from the German wolf, wolf, and schmidt, lumberjack), outdoing the machismo of a spirit such as Bud Light Lime. The drink carries a very nice kick with it, one that will not go down particularly easily at 3 PM on a Tuesday afternoon. What the kick lacked in smoothness, it made up for in the roughness that drinkers know comes from genuine alcohol.

My one qualm with Wolfschmidt is that it tasted neither as genuine nor as distilled on the way back up. Both qualities seemed lost when mixed with digestive fluids, a warning against fancy drink combos. The aroma, however, remained fully intact for an impressive sinus-burning retention.

For your next serious drinking event, I recommend this genuine Latvian-American take on Russias signature beverage. Leave the other stuff for the bar-goers.

Rating: 4.5 out of 5 moustache-printed shot glasses
 
He will after he drinks that, then shes going to empty his house and kill him while he's passed out.
She’d keep him alive long enough to harvest his organs in a tub full of ice, no point missing out on the benefits of a good sedative.....
 
Well built as in Russian shot putter or well built as in the chest department?
She is half your age, either wants a passport, father figure or merely conversation to improve her English, you never know, she might just want to radish you....get some new batteries for the pacemaker, blue pills or two lolly sticks and a ‘laggie band, lock your wallet, passport, bank details away and get her round. At the very least you are going to have a pleasant evening with some decent falling over juice...oh and best give the Zimmer frame a once over and grease the wheels...if the doorbell goes and the Russian Mafia are standing outside, you may need a swift getaway;-)
 
I always enjoyed a bottle of NAAFI DM 5 Wolfschmidt on a Friday afternoon.

My encounter with Wolfschmidt began on a visit to Hyde Park's premium market, Kimbark Beverage Shoppe. My eyes were drawn almost immediately to the ingenious design of the bottle. The plastic encasing the vodka represents a departure from the traditional glass design, signaling a shift from the bottle material of the Mesopotamians towards a classier, more modern composite.


In preparation for consumption, the drinker's eye will likely be caught by the details of the beverage, prominently and conveniently displayed on its paper label. Right off the bat we know that it is GENUINE. Unlike other vodkas sold in Kimbark and its vicinity, such as Grey Goose and Absolut, the drinker can be certain that Wolfschmidt is a certifiably real, nay, genuine vodka.

While I plan to elaborate more on the genuine factor later, it would be unfair to the integrity of the vodka to go any further without recognizing the second-most important word on the plastic bottle: DISTILLED. Recalling the essence of such other liquids as distilled water and distilled vinegar, my expectations were built up by the use of such decorative terminology. Upon asking a sales associate for any possible beverage pairings, I was recommended to either "mix" or " chase" the Wolfschmidt with cranberry juice, Mistic, or really anything to get the taste out of your mouth. As a vodka purist, I politely declined.

When I brought my bottle to the counter, I was unsurprised to discover that the product is a bit pricey. At close to $14.99 for a 1.75L handle, a Wolfschmidt drinker can expect to shell out a few dollars more than he/she would for an equivalently-sized Burnetts Vodka and roughly over five times what he/she would for two liters of Mountain Dew sans the extra 0.25L.

After checking out of Kimbark and returning to my scratcher, I was not only excited but also a bit intimidated by the elitist stature that Wolfschmidt seemed to embody.

The aroma hinted that the beverage would be distilled, suspicions that were confirmed by a very distilled taste upon first shots. A few more swigs and all of the drinkers doubts of its genuine quality will disappear. There was no doubt that my colleague and I were definitely drinking vodka.

Drinkers can expect to experience a full aftertaste with Wolfschmidt, something noticeably lacking from other vodkas. The alcohol in our sample was so defined and robust that it almost tasted isopropyl-esque. This physique gives Wolfschmidt the manliness its name suggests (from the German wolf, wolf, and schmidt, lumberjack), outdoing the machismo of a spirit such as Bud Light Lime. The drink carries a very nice kick with it, one that will not go down particularly easily at 3 PM on a Tuesday afternoon. What the kick lacked in smoothness, it made up for in the roughness that drinkers know comes from genuine alcohol.

My one qualm with Wolfschmidt is that it tasted neither as genuine nor as distilled on the way back up. Both qualities seemed lost when mixed with digestive fluids, a warning against fancy drink combos. The aroma, however, remained fully intact for an impressive sinus-burning retention.

For your next serious drinking event, I recommend this genuine Latvian-American take on Russias signature beverage. Leave the other stuff for the bar-goers.

Rating: 4.5 out of 5 moustache-printed shot glasses
Classic, worthy of Country Life or Dossers Weekly
 

Purple_Flash

ADC
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Well built as in Russian shot putter or well built as in the chest department?
She is half your age, either wants a passport, father figure or merely conversation to improve her English, you never know, she might just want to radish you....get some new batteries for the pacemaker, blue pills or two lolly sticks and a ‘laggie band, lock your wallet, passport, bank details away and get her round. At the very least you are going to have a pleasant evening with some decent falling over juice...oh and best give the Zimmer frame a once over and grease the wheels...if the doorbell goes and the Russian Mafia are standing outside, you may need a swift getaway;-)
“Radish you...”. Is this a niche perversion?
 

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