Buffalo, NY—Despite a beautiful breezy June afternoon Evander Evenwood’s barbecue this past Saturday started out as a low energy bore. Everybody was milling about complaining about the Spotify algorithm pumping out a bevy of the same overworked Jimmy Buffet and Bob Seger tunes. The homemade chex mix was too salty, the potatoes in the potato salad were rock hard and there were an embarrassing amount of people cautiously sipping watermelon flavored White Claws.
So before things went totally south Evenwood whipped out his One Foot Cock, which instantly drew a crowd. Curious onlookers asked if they could hold the hefty One Foot Cock. Once in their hands they admired the texture and the rich golden coloring of the One Foot Cock as they moved it gingerly from person to person. Eventually, someone asked if they could have a taste of the One Foot Cock. The magnanimous Evenwood was more than happy to share his One Foot Cock with anyone that wanted to sample it.
Word passed quickly and it wasn’t long before everyone at the barbecue was downing Evenwood’s One Foot Cock. It was a huge hit. The One Foot Cock totally changed the vibe of the entire barbecue. The low energy boring gathering now saw people laughing and dancing and having a great time. More than that, as they greedily devoured the One Foot Cock new friendships were formed and old grudges melted away. The power of that One Foot Cock was amazing.
Here’s what some of the barbecue guests had to say about the One Foot Cock:
Paxton Popple – Prior to this I never had a One Foot Cock. It was a little hard going down at first, but I knew there was something there so I stuck with it. I moved it around in my mouth and let it wash over my palate and tongue and got to know it in a deep satisfying way. By giving it a little time and being patient I found the rich decadent flavor of that One Foot Cock.
Gina Gladroo– In all honesty at first I gagged on that One Foot Cock. But there was something intoxicating about the grainy taste. You know, I like a good Old Spice body wash smelling dude as much as the next lady, but sometimes the light in my easy bake oven flips on when a dude is all gnarly from woodworking or mountaineering or whatever. The wooden, fresh from the barrel taste of that One Foot Cock did it for me the way a skanky low-frequency dude can sometimes hit all my pressure points. So good.
Nancy Neubauer – I couldn’t wait to down that One Foot Cock. I was at some snoozer barbecues before, but this was the worst with all these stuck up bitches sipping their White Claws like they were prom queens. Fuck that, give me that delicious One Foot Cock and let’s have a party. I’m buttoned up and polite all week and having that One Foot Cock explode in my mouth was so amazing and fun. So much fun that maybe I’ll get a One Foot Cock for the office and pull on it after lunch to make the afternoon go by faster.
One Foot Cock is a product of the Buffalo Distilling Company – 860 Seneca Street Buffalo, NY 14210. While the publishers of Buffalo Mud have enjoyed many Buffalo Distilling products they are partial to the One Foot Cock single barrel bourbon.
