Welcome to Friday! Like our illustrious man from the Monday Drafts, I took have escaped to Maine for a few days away. Now, this trip has been planned for weeks. Did I have anything planned in advance for this week? Of course not. Am I writing this in the hotel room after everyone has gone to bed? You’re damn right I am.
So what this means is that I’m outsourcing the bartending this week. Mainly because I didn’t bring much of the bar, and I’ve already written about vermouth spritzes and gin and tonics.
Oddly enough, this isn’t the first time I wrote about a drink I had in Maine. But this time, I didn’t fuck up and order a rum bucket. Instead, I got a Bahama Mama.
God I feel so white girl basic bitch even typing that out, let alone ordering it. But that was the best sounding thing on the menu where we were at, so I just went for it.
No proportions because of course.
There is a slightly rum-y aroma going on, but not as much as I expected. Going back in though, I definitely get the Malibu coming through with it’s coconut base adding a nice smell going on here.
Ok this doesn’t suck. It’s definitely on the stronger side which is a big plus. I get a lot of the rums coming through. I’m pleased that the cruzan cubes though to and is not a sweet coconut base. Of which, the coconut does add a nice depth. It plays well with the orange and the grenadine.
Would I get this again? Certainly possible. Especially since it was insanely hot on the beach today so this is playing really nicely here. In short, it tastes like vacation.
(Banner image courtesy Matthew Tetrault Photography)
I bought some expensive-ass farm-to-grocer Japanese lagers yesterday on a whim. The one I tried was good.
I should be working on dieting before drinking though. I have a target date and weight.
Or maybe I should stick to vodka or vodka and seltzer. There are several good flavors of seltzer these days. Target’s house brand is good as far as the hit:miss ratio goes.
Sadly Tea Rex has way too many calories because it has added sugar and crap. I could just brew my own iced tea and add vodka if I wanted. Or Russify my cold brew, which is also good with seltzer instead of water.
This just makes me want to go to a tiki bar, but I don’t know any nearby. Maybe next time I’m in Chicago, although the one I really liked that was walking distance closed
I’m a sucker for a good tiki bar. A buddy of mine is the bar manager at one in Cambridge so I got his place up a lot.
FYI Request Line gonna be way late today.
Not a lot of songs about couches, sofas, settees, etc…
https://youtu.be/nfVIkt0La50?si=uQup7sbzLc5lCpu7
https://youtu.be/_ipwSi6Zow8?si=jqmdQ2W3KVCQZFUG
https://youtu.be/Zd9jeJk2UHQ?si=lwLwcWuYtx7LcANh
I have 2 and a half hours to go before vacation. Time is going backwards.
Big day tomorrow with BC Dick. Will we have Malort? Yep. Is my wife/his sister disgusted? Surely. Moreso when I told her we also will be having Skyline Chili like last year.
I think the most appropriate toast here is ‘take that, digestive system!’
I know herbally stuff is usually supposed to be digestifs, but I don’t see malort doing that somehow
Last night, for some reason the missus talked to a door-to-door salesman, trying to sell us extermination services. She told the guy she’d think about it, and to email her the contract. She got the contract in the email, with an account number on it. Now she was worried that we’ve signed up for something, even though she didn’t commit and there’s no signatures on this contract.
So this morning, just to make sure, she called the company to tell them, “I want to make sure that I haven’t been signed up for your services.” She ends up talking to an account rep, and sure enough, this fuckass salesman had signed us up to their service without a signature. Scared the account rep enough that it short-circuited his, “What can we do to keep you as a customer?” spiel. *clickety click* “This is cancelled, ma’am.” Fraud definitely makes your company look good, Greenix!
Moral of the story: Never talk to anyone
She was saying, “I can’t believe I even talked to those guys.” *nods*
Trade out the orange juice for…maybe a bit of lemon juice? and drop in some blue curacao and you’d be on your way to having a tasty “Blue Wave” cocktail for election season.
In fact, I have a pineapple I just bought, maybe I shall experiment with this tonight.
The Dutch-Brazil beach volleyball game is insanely good.
If I were to ever qualify for the Olympics, I’m taking a page from this guys book.
I watched Women’s 10M Air Pistol the other day, and one of the ladies shot like that. No eye cover or nothing.
One of the announcers was telling us that the rifle shooting suit wasn’t required, but when properly fitted it stops a lot of unwanted vibration. It stops so much vibration that if you don’t wear the suit you might as well not show up.
And that was an air pistol – you can see the gauge in the front. They make a little noise, but aren’t especially loud.
And I’m pretty sure I saw this:
I feel like I’ve seen him before… oh, fuck you, Know Your Meme.
https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/002/874/514/fc3
He has been going around.
He’s pretty badass, and his backstory is amazing
Also a cat papa.
…and here comes the merch
Turk confirmed.
If Turk, then cat.
Toss up for best rum drink was between Honolulu and Jamaica
The rum in Jamaica was better but when you get fresh Hawaiian pineapple in a Mai tai?
That’s why it’s a toss up.
USMNT.
Hahahaha!!!! They suck.
Hey, it’s their second-ever quarterfinal! So they are sucking a lot less than usual this year!
I’m secure enough in my masculinity to drink a frufru drink. Last one – pina colada with a splash of midori in it. That Bahama Mama actually looks really good to me.
Alky daughter story. She was wanting to make pina coladas for a friend’s birthday party. She asks me, “Do you have any rum?” Me: (produces handle of Bacardi). It’s one of life’s joys to make your daughter smile.
When I first met my inlaws 10 years ago I whipped out a bottle of rose wine. Burly FIL looked at me like I had horns growing out of my head. I stared him square in the face and said I am comfortable enough to drink pink wine. He has now been converted.
Also I thought BC Dick wanted to kill me until we got into the Ardbeg whisky. Now best mates.
There’s an “in-or-out challenge” in the Brazil-Netherlands beach volleyball game, which is also what Balls calls going to a singles bar in Rio for the weekend.
I like a fruity rum drink every once in a while. Especially if it’s strong & made with real fruit juice..
Looks like the grenadine was a sinker, not a floater though.
I used to hate rum, probably because chugging straight from a bottle of Bacardi 151 is just a stupid thing to do, and I was very stupid in my 20’s, (clearly not much has changed), but when we were in the Virgin Islands and I drank a rum punch or two out of a glass, like a civilized human being, I really, really, really enjoyed it.
And it very much does taste like vacation.
I may have to get some rum for the bar and start making those up here, since it’s 95, humid, and might as well be Havana anyway.
Lamb’s Palm Breeze 151 was the best. We could only get it in your country.