Summer is drawing to a close. I just got back from a week on Cape Cod, drinking Mojito’s at the Tiki Bar in Dennisport. It’s amazing what a difference it makes when you’re drinking a well-made cocktail. It got me to thinking about the best cocktails I’ve had this summer. After sifting through 27 beer memories and 44 wine recollections, I recalled these three cocktails I discovered on my drinking jaunts this summer. You have a few weeks left for seasonal drinking, get at it.
234 Court Street
gin, chartreuse, st. germain, lime, berries
First of all, it’s purple. Prince Purple Rain purple. It’s a head turner of a cocktail. A conversation starter to say the least “What are you drinking?”
“Oh, you mean this? With the never seen before size of blackberries strewn across the top? Oh and the colossal ice cube? You want a taste?”
Wahhh lah, instant drinking buddies. I only had one because I was attracting too much attention. This is the type of drink that needs to be paired with a blow out or a good lipstick or a touch of cleavage. It can steal focus. It’s a fun drink but it won’t get you wasted, the only drawback that I can see. I drink to get drunk. Is that so wrong?
La Vara268 Clinton St
718.422.0065 La Vara’s Gin-Tonic
horse’s-neck lemon peel. Plymouth gin. Fever-Tree tonic water
Did you ever want to be in a yacht promo ad, the shores of Mykonos in the background, a Bain de Soleil tan on a fat free body with a jealousy inducing cocktail in your hand? A cocktail that says “I paid someone to make me this cocktail and they made it right’?
Belly up to the bar at La Vara.
The biggest draw to this G&T is the horse’s neck lemon peel. I’m not one to go cuckoo for garnishes but this one screams “you want me”. A horse’s neck lemon peel is the complete peel of one lemon pared from the fruit in one continuous strip. When plopped in a tulip glass, you’ll pay up based on presentation alone. It is without a doubt the best gin and tonic I have had in my whole entire life. Plymouth gin is always good but this Fever Tree tonic from India, is its better half. I hate to admit it but, I gulped it down, aggressively enjoying every sip. I complimented it verbally with things like
“Jesus! Amazing” and “Now that’s fucking delicious”. I only had one because it was way too bright in there. I told them that too, they said the lighting is such that if they dim the house lights, it looks like they’re closed. Ok so, what? Wear a big ass hat? A parasol?
You can actually sit outside on an old weathered bench. That’s what I did. Not the best way to meet people but at least I got to forewarn all the newcomers “It’s wicked bright in there”. That’s the other thing about gin and tonic; it gives me a different kind of “What? Why can’t I say that” buzz.
The Double Windsor
210 Prospect Park West
EL GAUCHO BORRACHO
Primo vodka. Simple sugar. Lime juice.
Pour over ice
This one takes the cake. First of all it’s pretty. Everybody likes pretty things. Picture moderately stormy waters in Bora Bora with petals from a tropical violet floating on the waves, maybe you ate a mushroom that makes you feel invincible, entertaining, and erotic, you toss your sun-bleached hair over your bare shoulder and laugh. That’s what it feels like to hold a Gaucho Borracho in your real life hand. Not only is this thing fantasy inducing, people from across the bar will ask the bartender “Hey what’s that girl drinking? The drunk one flinging her hair around”
The best thing is it will throw you for a loop. It’s the ultimate attitude adjustment. Need to jump start a party night? Gaucho Borracho. Need to be honest about something with someone? Gaucho Borracho. Want to forget the past couple of days of your existence? Three Gaucho Borrachos and you’re back on top.
Ok the most I’ve had is two in one sitting. People thought I had a lot more than two.
I kept inserting “Gaucho Borracho” with a bad Mexican accent into every conversation.
Person: “Kendra, do you have a show tonight?”
Me: “Who sent you? Gaucho Borracho?”
Then I laugh. So yeah, you might not make a lot of new friends buzzing on the Borracho, but guess what? You won’t care.
Unless, of course, someone takes pictures.
Let me know what you think! Seriously, I’ll respond and everything
Thanks for listening