This adventure did not start well. The day's recipe called for peach schnapps, which meant I had to acquire some. That's bad. Then I made it worse by going to the ghetto Albertsons down the street, where they keep the liquor locked up and carry the bottle to the front of the store for you so you don't wander the aisles drinking it.
See, when I went to check out, I had to tell the checker, "I've got a bottle of liquor up here somewhere." He said, "What kind?" and I, making eye contact with the cash register, said, "Peach schnapps."
Then I took it home, mixed it with orange juice and made a Fuzzy Navel.
And if I hadn't used the last of my orange juice, I would've had two.
I am as shocked as you are.
This cocktail is downright refreshing and thirst-quenching. If it didn't have alcohol in it, anyone would be proud to drink and serve this with breakfast. In fact, when I pick up some more orange juice, I'm buying some fresh peaches and I'm going to juice the bejesus out of them. They're a good source of niacin, potassium and vitamins A and C, you know, which I'm guessing is not true of the schnapps.
Manly or Girly? Girly
Appearance: OJ
Consistency: Thick juice
Taste: Nectar of the Gods!
Stomach acceptance: More, please
Good drink for: Underage drinkers
Hangover factor: Low
Would I actually order this in public? Not unless I felt like being publicly humiliated
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See? SEE?!
This morning I woke up and wondered why a Screwdriver is an acceptable morning drink and a Fuzzy Navel (gawd, I hate that name) is not.
Screwdrivers taste like orange juice gone bad. Fuzzy Navels are a delight ... except for their names ... and the fact that you have to buy peach schnapps for 'em.
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