The world can be a dark place. We are a nation drowning in its own privilege, plummeting to our deaths in pursuit of the almighty Pikachu, eating submarine sandwiches made of running shoes, inches away from an election that makes the majority of our population cringe given either outcome. It’s safe to say that for many of us, to find even the dullest flicker of redemption amongst such unyielding despair is a struggle.
Friends, I have for you the purest beacon of light. Proof that despite the utter calamity that has befallen us, we are still evolving:
Alcohol delivery.
Let me say it again, just so it sinks in:
Alcohol. Delivery.
God is all around us, y’all.
Hailed as the Amazon of alcohol, Drizly is an online alcohol delivery service created by actual angels (probably) that provides consumers with a fast, convenient, on-demand access to booze. They bring your favorite wine/liquor/beer right to your doorstep. Seriously. Remember when we got all hot and bothered about wine in the grocery store? HA!
Drizly has thousands of delicious, competitively priced mood-altering drinky products available online or through their app (iPhone or Android), and it is super-easy to use. Even a lady-dinosaur like myself managed it just fine. You shop, pay, tip, and schedule your delivery all with a few simple taps on your smartphone. You can even send a gift! (French, red, moderate tannins—just in case you’re wondering.)
When my editor suggested I give it a try for our readers, I thought she was playing a cruel joke on me.
“Send an afternoon wine to my house while I’m deep in the trenches of summer vacation with three kids? Quit playing games with my heart, Meg!”
But she was serious! So down the Drizly rabbit hole I went, armed only with my thirst for good swill and the desire to avoid being eye-shamed with my babies at the liquor store.
How It Works:
After cruising the site, which features loads of awesome blogs, recipes, reviews, and recommendations, I decided on two favorites in our house, Eagle Rare 10 Year and Decoy Cabernet Sauvignon. So as to not completely crush all my hopes and dreams, I braced myself for restaurant-worthy bottle mark-ups and extra fees. But be still my heart—the prices were cheaper than our local liquor store, and delivery was only $5. I mean. COME ON!
Before I even processed the ever-growing depths of my joy, a spritely young woman named Jennifer stood on my stoop scanning my ID and handing me my boozy goodies. Just in time for my son to wake up from his nap and discover his love of the harmonica.
So, if you’re having a bad day—or a good day!—or you just feel like getting’ down in the afternoon because you’re a grown woman and nobody, I mean NOBODY can stop you, you really ought to jump on the Drizly train. It’s fast, friendly, affordable and WINE.
