Friday Drink Night
August 2, 2019
The boozers bellied up with a powerful thirst. The day had not a cloud in the sky and scorching heat, something needed to be done. A frosty Singapore Sling came to the rescue, shaken and strained over ice and topped up with cold club soda. It was just right, refreshing and light, a cherry and pineapple delight excited with tarty lime. The liqueurs were herbal and sweet and balanced with fine gin. Ah! With the heat beat, an interesting little cocktail was in order to cap the night. The Golden Frog was full of herbal complexities floating in and out of a vodka and citrus base. It had to be shaken vigorously to achieve the right dilution to thwart any heaviness. A linger on the tongue discovered a little heat, but it had some candy sweet that wasn't cloying. The righteous shake was the key. Oh boy, great cocktails come to the rescue again!
Bartender Dan
P.S. We'll be closed next week, but quite possibly for much longer if our bar gets a needed refurbishing. We hope to see you again soon. Keep drinking!
At The Bar...
Presenting Our Best
Mr. Product Engineer came in last night with a loosened tie, looking to bend an ear. I set the napkin, "Hey buddy, what's up? How'd that demo go?"
He swept the bar with his hands, "Man, we had the product nailed and the demo honed; the promo verbiage was perfect. Then Marketing steps in, they want their boy to run the show."
I chimed, "Weren't you going do that?" He shot a nasty glance, "So it's showtime: Whiz Kid gets up and loses his cool, screws everything up... some kind of stage fright; he makes us all look like idiots." He shook his head in disgust, so I coastered up the tumbler and splashed a little sageness:
"Something always drops a turd on a parade, usually it's a horse."
"Yeah, well this time it was a jackass." He took a bump off his drink and raised an eyebrow, "Hey, this is pretty good. What is it?"
"Glad you like it. That's a Frankenjack, so be careful."
Bartender Dan
