Take a look outside.
This is good weather for sitting at home, catching up on DIY projects or reading or whatever it is you do on a weekend, and sipping some libations in the middle of the afternoon (read: sit at home thumbing through Vanity Fair while getting plastered to the strains of USA’s “House” marathon in the background).
Damn The Weather!
- 1 tbsp sweet vermouth
- 1 oz gin
- 1 tbsp orange juice
- 1 tsp triple sec
Shake all ingredients with ice, strain into a cocktail glass, and serve. Note the use of teaspoons and tablespoons as oppposed to ounces. I’ve said it before, I’m not a gin fan, but I do appreciate this one. The high amounts of sugar and fruit juice help but this will ensure I put a dent into my bottle of Bombay Saphire that’s collecting dust.
AND FOR A SPECIAL TREAT!
Tonight at midnight E Street Cinema is showing one of my favorite movies ever, The Rocky Horror Picture Show. It’ll feature a live cast that acts out scenes and according to the website, “the audience is always welcome to respond to on-screen action.” For those who haven’t gone this means throwing hot dogs, rice, and other assorted props at the screen and yelling “ASSHOLE” at Barry Bostwick among other things that I’m sure you all know about because I’m going to assume every person reading this knows what I’m talking about. If you don’t, I weep for you.
So I wanted to feature a cocktail, perhaps a Sweet Transvestite, but alas none yet exists. Michael and Alan – get on that, you smart drunkards, you. The Time Warp will suffice.
- 1 1/2 oz. clear rum
- 1/2 oz. Grand Marnier (or Triple Sec in a pinch)
- 1/4 oz. lime juice
- 2 tsp. grenadine
Fill a shaker half full with ice cubes. Pour all ingredients into shaker, shake well, and strain drink into a cocktail glass and serve. Drink no less than three of these and spirit away to E Street in your finest bustier and shredded pantyhose.
“FOUR subscriptions to Vanity Fair?”
“I have four bathrooms, don’t I?”
michael, i’ll see what i can come up with at mousetrap.
March 13, 2009 at 1:47 pm“You throw over one thousand dollars a month into local wishing wells.”
“Yeah, you idiot, ’cause I’m wishing for more money!”
I am still waiting on Chad (3 or is it 4 years now?) to create the Snot Rocket.
March 13, 2009 at 1:00 pm