Drinks
Something About Nothing
Blending a cup of watermelon with an ounce and a half of liquor simply tastes like blended watermelon.
Read MoreThe Weight of a Watermelon
For some reason this drink became a burden. (Not unlike its companion book.) It wasn’t a fun, celebratory drink. It was unremarkable and became a milestone to get passed in order to move on to the next book.
Read MoreThe Rumble and Tumble in Colombia
Love in the Time of Kahlúa is a White Cuban presented with a little literary license. There’s no need to have cholera to love this libidinous libation.
Read MorePlease, sir, may I have another?
The drink was good. Ish. Kinda basic – nothing too exciting. But I finished it quickly. And asked for another.
Read MoreRye and Prejudice and Zombies
The marriage of rye whiskey with grapefruit juice distills the pretentiousness of Mr. Collins and the vanity of Miss Caroline Bingley. It represents Mr. Darcy of the ball rather than the gentleman at Pemberly.
Read MoreTwo Not Good Things Don’t Make a Good Thing.
What a monumental disappointment to pair this gross drink with such a great book. Rye whiskey tastes like a grumpy old man. Grapefruit juice is Sour McSourson.
Read MoreEthan Pom and Bloody Mattie
Champagne, grenadine and ice create an adult Shirley Temple that makes Ethan Frome’s second sled run worth the consequences. A worthy celebratory drink to usher in a new year.
Read MoreShave Ice: Cocktail Edition
Tonight we made Ethan Poms. They’re champagne topped with crushed ice and grenadine drizzled over the top. Basically a champagne slushy.
Read MoreTartimus Maximus
Public Service Announcement: Cosmopolitans are not sweet. They are tartimus maximus. It must have something to do with the pure cranberry and lime juices.
Read MoreIn Memoriam: Cerveza Preparada
Rub a lime around the rim of a chilled glass. Dip the rim in chili lime powder. Mix the rest of the ingredients, add to the glass with ice. Top with beer.
Read MoreCuckoo for Cosmos
A big nurse and a con man walk into bar. The bartender says, “I’ve got the cure for what ails ya.” The con man says, “I’ll have Sex With Candy.” The nurse replies, “No. He’ll have a Lobotomy.” But instead the bartender serves a Cosmopolitan. Go figure.
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