A night in review
So, Dad called me today at 2 PM, wanted me to be at his house (a good forty minutes) by 5 PM for dinner and a movie.
I got there half an hour early. He's moved into a teeny half-townhouse thing in Red Bank and has like, no furniture. I helped him hang his San Fransisco-related memorabilia, then we went to dinner and I had the shittiest B-52 in the history of mixology, seriously. (Dear Bartender: Pro-tip, when somebody says she wants a B-52 shooter, she does not want Kahlua, Bailey's, and Grand Marnier mixed over ice--she wants a layered shooter. Any idiot knows a B-52 is judged more on appearance than on taste.)
On the other hand, the Lindblum Monkey Puncher is good.
And, to share a nifty drink I figured out tonight:
The Alexandria Monkey Puncher
1 part Kahlua
1 part creme de banana
1 part Irish Cream
Layer equal parts Kahlua, creme de banana, and irish cream in a chilled shot glass. Enjoy.
So, in other words, a Lindblum Monkey Puncher without the milk or coffee and done as a shooter.
I got there half an hour early. He's moved into a teeny half-townhouse thing in Red Bank and has like, no furniture. I helped him hang his San Fransisco-related memorabilia, then we went to dinner and I had the shittiest B-52 in the history of mixology, seriously. (Dear Bartender: Pro-tip, when somebody says she wants a B-52 shooter, she does not want Kahlua, Bailey's, and Grand Marnier mixed over ice--she wants a layered shooter. Any idiot knows a B-52 is judged more on appearance than on taste.)
On the other hand, the Lindblum Monkey Puncher is good.
And, to share a nifty drink I figured out tonight:
The Alexandria Monkey Puncher
1 part Kahlua
1 part creme de banana
1 part Irish Cream
Layer equal parts Kahlua, creme de banana, and irish cream in a chilled shot glass. Enjoy.
So, in other words, a Lindblum Monkey Puncher without the milk or coffee and done as a shooter.
