This eggnog was the first cocktail Bryan ever made for me, early in the beginning of our relationship. I'm not sure if it was the weird name or the raw eggs, but I had generally steered clear of the famed Christmas punch before. That changed after tasting Bryan's version, a spicy, creamy, and not too sweet adaptation of his dad's—I guess nog-making runs in their family. I like to think his dad learned it from Bryan's grandfather, but I don't want to ask and risk ruining the imagined legacy. A staple at my in-laws' annual Christmas party, the eggnog is warm and comforting and has become an important part of the holidays at our house, too.