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Wrong. Just Wrong. Genius-Level Wrong
The Apotheosis of Cocktail Reporting
SideBlog: Coral Snake
TIki Drink: Tiki Tylenol

Wrong. Just Wrong. Genius-Level Wrong

Look at that. No good can possibly come from that.

Well, how about getting your flask into a sporting event?

How about having to buy an admission ticket for your flask? The math doesn’t work.

I’ve heard that women really go for the caring single dad-type. Compulsively kissing your baby’s forehead should make you appear to be serious nurturing material.

The Pick-up Artist lifestyle is deeply problematic, or so I’ve heard screeched. Besides, if you are always bending down to slurp your “baby’s” forehead, the women will see your incipient bald spot. If you want women, get a dog.

Or a dog-shaped flask, maybe?


As I said. This thing will just not work, and is Wrong™. So of course, I’m going to link to step-by-step instructions, and embed a video of the process…. I’m so ashamed.

The Apotheosis of Cocktail Reporting

I’m breaking the recent radio silence to share a find by Angus Winchester. I’m sure you remember the game Mad Libs? A great game that I loved as a kid, it has a fatal flaw: Replayability. Once you fill in a sheet, it is never as good if you try that same sheet again. There are times when blogging about cocktails (and most other things) you can get to feeling as if you are just filling in the same old sheet, over and over.

This gets worse when the people you are “playing with” keep giving you the same answers to fill in the sheet….

With that introduction, let me point you to a brilliantly hilarious illustration of this problem, by Max Chanowitz: New Bar in [Town].

Whether you write about bars, or just talk about them (I’m assuming you drink in them of course), try this experiment. Put where you live in place of [Town] and go from there with as many local craft cocktail bars as you can think of. For how many will you come up with a completely publishable press release about their opening?

The whole post is totally short, so I can’t excerpt much, but I’ll give you this to make sure you visit.

The building’s previous tenant is gone but not forgotten — there are plenty of cheeky references to [charming relic business] in the decor and cocktail names. They have a drink called The [the street it’s on], and another one named after [famous person in local lore]. They also reportedly serve a [neighborhood name], which is like a Manhattan, but with [unnecessary twist] instead of [what it should be]. Intriguing.

SideBlog: Coral Snake

coral snake
The Coral Snake, a coffee, cinnamon, cocoa rum drink. Rule 2 (bloglovin’) all around here. It is a Rated R Cocktails invention, as blogged by Gin Hound.

TIki Drink: Tiki Tylenol

TikiTylenol Full
This cocktail comes by way of Board of Tiki Idols member, Doctor Bamboo. His name for it in its original form is the Pololu. You can find it in Beach Bum Berry’s Remixed, since the good Doctor never seems to have blogged it. I changed its name to Tiki Tylenol, because I make some tiny changes in the recipe, and because if Tylenol is a painkiller without asprin, and this is a Painkiller without rum…. Also, like regular Tylenol, too many can result in liver damage.


Combine all ingredients in a cocktail shaker with lots of ice and shake very well to fully emulsify the coconut creme. Strain into a largish cocktail glass and sprinkle surface with powdered cinnamon.

This is a particularly delicious, though non-standard Tiki drink. Gin and Cognac work better together than most people think, and at three ounces, pack quite a punch. My main change is to replace the original St. Germaine with the far more potent Thatcher, and adding a little apricot in place of the pear tones in the St. Germain. This change works well, I think.
It also lead to an interesting discussion two nights ago. I put the Tylenol on the menu for a bunch of bartenders. An hour and a half in, I observed loudly that I hadn’t served a single one of these drinks all night. They all looked at me, and one said simply, “It has St. Germain.” I replied that no, it had elderflower, not St. Germain, and what did he have against bartender’s ketchup? “Nothing,” was the reply. “You put a drink with it on your menu and you’ll sell hell out of it to one group of customers, but the others won’t touch it for anything.”

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