First up, the Cosmopolitan.
Note: I HATE 'Sex and the City.' I tried to watch one or two episodes. Blech. "Oh, I'm a columnist in New York buying Jimmy Choo." Lies, all lies.
But, that's no reason to hate the Cosmopolitan.
It's not bad. It's not a lightweight drink, that's for sure. This is something for the big girls. But there's just something inheriently ... pretentious ... about this drink that turns me off. Maybe it is because of the New York girls.
Here's What You Need to Make a Cosmopolitan:
- Shaker with ice
- 1 oz Vodka
- 1 oz Orange Liqueurs or Cointreau
- Cranberry juice
- Rock glass
Shake. Pour. Drink.
Manly or Girly? Girly. You cannot order this unless you're a girl or a 'fuck-all-of-y'all' gay man Appearance: Red, slightly cloudy with the lime juice
Consistency: Liquid
Taste: Mmm, how to describe ...? *sip* There's some orangey taste to it ... *sip* ... but not overwhelmingly orangey ... *sip* ... s'good ... what did I say earlier about pretentious?
Stomach acceptance: First one is fine, but I don't trust myself with too many
Good drink for: Being labeled as a desperately sad stereotype wannabe
Hangover factor: Oh, yes, I could see it happen
Would I actually order this in public? Being the iconoclast that I am ... no
Homework for ... right now:
- Highball glass
- Ice
- 1 1/2 oz Rum
- Coca Cola
- Lime
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