by Ice Cream Jonsey » Sun Jun 13, 2004 10:55 am
I took a spin around the drinking world recently, and this is what I found:
o Screwdriver: Will forever have a place in my heart because of the time four of us living in the Hacienda turned a half-finished gallon of orange juice into a gallon of screwdriver. I have lately been ordering this for myself only when I can't think of anything else I'd rather have.
o Gin and Tonic. An airport bar in Rochester had a great thing going -- with each subsequent gin & tonic that I ordered, I got an extra lime. (The old lime was left in the bottle.) Finally! A reward for drinking more. We constantly hear about all the negative side effects from binge drinking, but at long last I found a bar that was going to essentially give me prizes for continuing to play. And by play I mean "drink."
o Fruity margaritas, various: If the bartender doesn't look like she or he has this huge problem with people, I might inquire as to what they have to create one of these monstrosities. Some chain restaurants do it all for you -- they have incredibly flaming names like the "Gator Cooler" or the "Testes Squash" but hey... I like drinks that are sweet and being involved with someone means that I can drink whatever I like during the night and still get a peck on the cheek. Aces!
o Beer: The last time I ordered beer exclusively was at the Coopersmith tavern in Fort Collins. My taste in beers is opposite of Pinback's -- if it's a "quality' beer and I dislike it, he probably will enjoy it. If it's crap, well, nobody wins. That being said, I drink beers at Coopersmiths because I simply cannot believe what they will put into a mug. Beers that taste like trees. Beers that taste like pine. Beers that taste like wheat, like sour oranges, like branches, like stifling defeat. (And usually while I am downing them I am either waiting for a billiards table or monopolozing the Donkey Kong Jr. machine). They're all terrible -- to me -- each one gets downed with an expression on my face somewhat akin to "JESUS WHO FARTED?"
I took a spin around the drinking world recently, and this is what I found:
o Screwdriver: Will forever have a place in my heart because of the time four of us living in the [i]Hacienda[/i] turned a half-finished gallon of orange juice into a gallon of screwdriver. I have lately been ordering this for myself only when I can't think of anything else I'd rather have.
o Gin and Tonic. An airport bar in Rochester had a great thing going -- with each subsequent gin & tonic that I ordered, I got an extra lime. (The old lime was left in the bottle.) Finally! A reward for drinking [i]more[/i]. We constantly hear about all the negative side effects from binge drinking, but at long last I found a bar that was going to essentially give me prizes for continuing to play. And by play I mean "drink."
o Fruity margaritas, various: If the bartender doesn't look like she or he has this huge problem with people, I might inquire as to what they have to create one of these monstrosities. Some chain restaurants do it all for you -- they have incredibly flaming names like the "Gator Cooler" or the "Testes Squash" but hey... I like drinks that are sweet and being involved with someone means that I can drink whatever I like during the night and still get a peck on the cheek. Aces!
o Beer: The last time I ordered beer exclusively was at the Coopersmith tavern in Fort Collins. My taste in beers is opposite of Pinback's -- if it's a "quality' beer and I dislike it, he probably will enjoy it. If it's crap, well, nobody wins. That being said, I drink beers at Coopersmiths because I [i]simply cannot believe[/i] what they will put into a mug. Beers that taste like trees. Beers that taste like pine. Beers that taste like wheat, like sour oranges, like branches, like stifling defeat. (And usually while I am downing them I am either waiting for a billiards table or monopolozing the Donkey Kong Jr. machine). They're all terrible -- to me -- each one gets downed with an expression on my face somewhat akin to "JESUS WHO FARTED?"