"If you have a milkshake and I have a milkshake and my straw reaches across the room, I'll end up drinking your milkshake."
Disgraced New Mexico Senator Albert Fall uttered that line during congressional hearings about the Teapot Dome scandal in 1924 — and to be truthful, he was explaining the concept of oil field drainage. But his analogy was immortalized in Paul Thomas Anderson's 2007 film, There Will Be Blood, and the lines have been seared in my brain forever since.
I love milkshakes. Especially alcoholic milkshakes, which, these days, are available in eateries and bars all around Memphis. I've gotten boozy on classic milkshakes at the Arcade Restaurant Downtown, and on 1,000-calorie S'mores- and Nutella-flavored concoctions at newer joints like Railgarten and Hopdoddy Burger Bar in Overton Square. And this Labor Day weekend, I'll be celebrating the unofficial end of summer by using my trusty Waring blender to whip up my own.