After Snides planted the idea of Mardigans in my head with a post last week, I was out with Mr. Murphy yesterday and I gave into temptation. It got me thinking about what the drinking regimen was going to be in New Orleans. Here are my thoughts:
The Sazerac Cocktail
Believed to be "the original" cocktail and created in New Orleans, the sazerac cocktail is a mix of brandy and bitters with a splash of water and a pinch of sugar. Sounds like it will clear the sinuses.
The Hurricane
Best known as a Bourbon St. staple. A lot of rum, a lot of fruit juices, and a little grenadine, I've heard horror stories about these.
The Mint Julep
Not a fucking chance. We're not going to the Derby and I'd rather have to drink warm tequila through a straw. Snides and I had an awful experience with these and I'm not willing to venture back.
The Vieux Carre
Named after the French term for the French Quarter (and a kick-ass club in Des Moines), it looks like we might be welcoming bitters into our diet for the weekend. So be it.
Local Beer
First and foremost, I am a beer drinker, and I want to partake in drinking any local beer. Abita is the only beer from the area that I'm familiar with, so until we're down there, that's all I know. Turbodog and Purple Haze are the two I've seen and heard of before.
Crown and Coke
Everybody needs a go-to cocktail, and as long as Snides keeps miming the order, I'll keep drinking them.
Mad, Mad Mardigans
Equal parts merlot, red bull, rasberry stoli, and awesomeness, I don't see any conceivable way we avoid these.
The problem is that all collective thinking will be thrown out when dice enter the equation and we're all drinking Bacardi Silver Mojitos because nobody can roll anything but a 6. Until then.
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No brandy on the argyle and no pit stains on the cardigans but we shall drink a plethora of Martigans! (Slogan for the weekend???) Never again will the Mint Julep touch my lips, but a Rocks burger and tots would be delightful. I have Turbo Dog and Abita Wheat in the fridge already, along with the Miller staple. Purple Haze is good for one beer, awfully sweet, and by the end of it people are already calling you a girl. I found a lonely die here in the office about 3 weeks ago and its been resting on my counter at home ever since and for one sole purpose, which we will partake in shortly. I have weighted it perfectly and 6's are rolled 5 out of 7.5 times. Bacardi Silvers on me!!!
First and foremost, this has to be the best post to comment combination in our blog's short history. As for Voodous (a word?) concoctions, I'll have to develop a staple of my own. My first thought was moonshine, but it sounds more Down South than Dirty South, so that's a no. The suggestions are too many to choose, but perhaps the Sazerac will be mine.
As for the dice game, shouldn't we consider something more Nawlens? What about incorporating Voodoo dolls? Like if you prick my hand, I'd be sure to drink my Sazerac and then surely get brandy on my argyle. Or two points in Snido's arms and he performs a snow angel on the nearest S-10. Or a touch in Bruner's right foot and he'll pilot the nearest Camry home after a fit of drinking. Or prick both or Drew's legs and he'll vanish into the night, per usual.
I'm starting to wonder if that bottle of brandy, dare I speak its name, was some sort of test. If you pass Old Filthy, you are ready to take your game to New Orleans.
I think the last time the dice was paired with drinking I woke up face-planted in the living room of Club 208 with mysteriously wet jeans...obviously after I pitched a shut out on the softball mound I must have sweated out all the Bacardis I chugged throughout the course of the night. Hmm? Is a repeat occurence even possible? Certainly plausible I say!
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