Sunday, January 16, 2011

Dunk Cocktail

What a weird name for a cocktail. Well I guess all cocktails have weird names but why does this one jump out at me as being overly odd? Are they referring Basketball were you slam dunk if your have legs like an Acme product. Is it Dunk like dunking a tea bag, the thing is you don't dunk anything into this drink. Dunk in that they can't spell drunk and by the time you finish the drink you will be misspelling it too?
Could it have been some bloke like Austintatious Dunk who first thought of the drink and instead of giving it a name like "Shagging on a Tombstone" he decided to call it after himself. Maybe the maker thought that drinking this was like dunking you head in a bucket of iced water.
What ever the case you can be sure that if you drink it a few times then you will be dunking into dreamland.

60ml Gin
30ml Dry Vermouth
22ml Galliano
10ml Blue Curacao

As you can see, no mixers. Where are the things to soften this drink? none. They when on holidays. Home alone, but unlike that washed up child actor this drink does leave you with some talent. On first sip, your tongue rials back like a horse in a snake pit. You are beginning to wonder what the hell you have got yourself into. But then you can taste it. Hmm, its like a Martini but all this lolly flavour though it. Sure, it burns my taste buds off but I want to try more. This is getting better as I go or is it that my tongue is now a smouldering wreckage letting anything go past?
It is a nice drink but not definitely not something to have on a hot summers day to quench you thirst. Maybe a pre diner drink or an after dinner drink. I don't know. How do you decide were a drink goes in the Dinner spectrum? Have you had wine or other drinks that say this is good with fish marinated in essence of banana leaves and coated in a lite crumb made of the ear wax of a wilder beast?
Pre dinner Drinks, Post dinner drinks, I must say I have no real idea where to put this one but if you try it let me know.
Now to invent the Shagging on a Tombstone.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Alien Secretion

It has been more then a week since I posted last. What's going on? Well actually I have a friend Jen I will call her because that's her name,  who wanted to try my drinks but didn't have the ingredients to make them. So I got a list of what she had and started looking, about 2 hours ago. Yes I am lazy and forgetful. I have been drinking alot of another cocktail which I think I might review next. I downloaded this program that had thousands of cocktail recepies in it and found something that had some of what she owned. So here it is. Keep in mind that this program uses every mesurement avalible within the liquid range like 'part'. Mind boggling isn't it.

1 part Melon Liqueur
1 part Malibu rum
1 part Pineapple Juice

Now I made this and I have about 3 shots of each in the glass. It was strong. I think a bit to sweet. The melon takes over this drink but not before the Malibu drifts up your nose to let you know it's about. You can taste it a bit and the same with the Pineapple juice, if your looking for it you will find them. They help in toning the Melon though. I love the colour though, because the Pineapple makes the Melon Liqueur cloudy I guess you could imagine this of a bug or as the name sugests the liquid workings of an Extra Terrestrial.
Extra Terrestrial. ET. Alien Life Form, ALF. Little Green Men, LGM. Big Eyed Creatures from beyond our planet. BECFBOP. What would I ever do if I saw a Becfbop? Would I offer him a drink? "Hey Becfbop, want to have and Alien Secretion?" hmm that might not look pleasant.
Would I gun him down in a rain of bullets? Not likely unless it shot laser light and he flashed green and red. ( Look Rollie I almost got a plug in for you, for all other I love that confused look on you face). Would I jump on my phone and call the police? "officer, I have a Becfbop and I think he wants to take over the world!" "Now now, I think you have called the wrong place, Let me know where you are and I will call the Becfbop control agency to come around in their white van and a special anti-Becfbop suit that ties at the back."
More likely I would scream and run like a little girl. My logical brain would cease to funtion and instincts alone would kick in. I haven't trained my Instincts to be ready for things like this yet. Instincts is like the 12th man. He doesn't get to play unless someone else is hurt. Because of that he also doesn't train because in what possible situation would he ever be called ..... OH MY GOD IT"S AN BECFBOP!!