Friday, June 5, 2015

OPUS ONE, RED BULL AND BUCKIE TEENS

From The Right-Side...

Friday means I like to post random stuff like cocktails or photos of my dog being chill. Why not?
 Even dogs know Red Bull and wine do not a cocktail make.


Friday should mean cocktails, if you care about that sort of thing. But, random people need to know the intricate details inside the world of Cocktails. It is complex.

People need to understand the delicate differences in Cocktail glasses. It is imperative to know the difference between a Martini Coupe and a Highball Glass.

Listen up.

Cocktails conjure up images of fancy nightclubs, with stylishly dressed rich people dancing, smoking (in the '20 and '30's they didn't know any better), and making high-rolling deals in a backroom.


Let us not forget classic movies. Take a close look and you will see a Gibson, a Martini, or a Highball (Manhattan) being held by sophisticated killers and floozies, as it was meant to be.

Gibson and Martini. Do YOU know the difference between these two ligations? It is small, but important.

Cocktails should be respected, right?

Well, you can forget all that, and just toss that snazzy Martini Coupe straight into a dumpster behind Dizzy's Bar & Grill (insert the name of any dive of your choice).

British teens are ruining wine, and the reputation of  time-honored mixed drinks.

Those brats are bringing a new low to the world of alcohol (teen drinkers always ruin everything) by mixing up a quite questionable concoction called, Buckie.

According to Gawker, via The New York Times (and heaven knows who else) the wild bunch across the Pond go bonkers (Red Bull will do that, I hear) over this mess.

The recipe is simple:

Buckie

*Red Bull
*Pinot Grigio
*Wine Glass (probably a large red plastic Solo cup) filled 2/3 with wine and topped with Red Bull.

Kids will be kids, but after drinking this at a young age I would not count on them ever appreciating the swill called, Opus One. Red Bull and Opus One? Well, you never know. Wine snobs of the world, take that!

See photo above of my dog, and her fake friend casting a judgmental eye toward this nonsense. I just can not post a photo of such a ruination of wine (and I don't even like Pinot Grigio).

Cheers!

Gotta dash...

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From the Left-Side: And just in case you don't know what goes into a Gibson, here's some Bartending 101 for ya. Cheers, and salud!










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