The Good Stuff
This past weekend was the Jewish holiday of Purim, which is a very multi-faceted holiday. On its surface, it’s another one of our Jewish Narrative of Oppression Holidays: They tried to kill us; we survived. Let’s eat! And drink, and wear costumes, and get silly. Which is good enough for the purposes of this story.
In celebration, I pulled out an old costume I hadn’t worn since a past life and dressed up as Rosie the Riveter, which made for an excellent opportunity to highlight gender norms and assumptions. On Saturday night, someone asked for “four strong guys” to help move a table, so of course Rosie jumped to the assist. And on Sunday night, I walked into a party with the person I’m dating, and almost immediately came face to face with one of my biggest gender peeves:
It so happens that in the context of my romantic relationship, I am the knower and appreciator of the good stuff. And the fact that he probably can’t tell the difference between Jack Daniels and Oban makes it easier to see the issue it for what it is. When a stranger offers him a glass of really nice scotch and not me (or I’m offered a glass of wine instead), it’s pretty clear that there are assumptions being made about what we each prefer.
The general assumptions around women and whiskey seem to be:
1. women don’t like whiskey
2. women don’t know anything about whiskey
3. don’t waste the good stuff on a woman because she doesn’t know what she’s drinking
4. men-only events — especially Torah study events — involving single-malt scotch are a great idea
As we move through the calendar and begin channeling the spirit of Passover, I have four questions to which I currently have no answers:
What makes you think women don’t like whiskey?
Where did you learn about whiskey, and were there women around?
When you encounter a woman who appreciates good whiskey, how do you feel?
What is the DEAL with men-only scotch events — especially scotch & Torah?
I am genuinely curious, so please do let me know if you have thoughts!