Most of you may not know this, but I am a huge fan of whisky and have been for a couple of decades. Long enough for a baby to be born and grow up and be old enough to drink in a U.S. bar, that's how long. It's safe to say that, in spite of the UrbanAchiever moniker that would imply White Russians, my drink is whisky. Neat. Followed (actually, usually preceded by) a glass of champagne (or other decent, dry sparkling wine), which I've been drinking for even longer than whisky. Like, since the early 80s when Freixenet was still a new thing Stateside.

As the beautiful Lily Bollinger, Champagne maker extraordinaire, said of champagne, "I drink it when I'm happy and when I'm sad. Sometimes I drink it when I'm alone. When I have company, I consider it obligatory. I trifle with it when I'm not hungry and drink it when I am. Otherwise, I never touch it. Unless I'm thirsty."

So, there's this piece. Whisky Women, Champagne Widows - the women behind the success of whisky and champagne. Just one more place I think women have gone unrecognized for too long.