This round’s contenders: Lemon Blueberry Smash & Back Porch Bourbon–Lemon Blue Berry Smash-360 Vodka, fresh smashed lemons & blueberries, soda and a splash of blueberry juice. Served on ice.–Back Porch Bourbon: Woodford Reserve Bourbon, raspberry liqueur, fresh raspberries, lime, cranberry juice & soda. Served on ice. http://www.newbalanceoutlet.cc
Lest I be derelict in my duties, I felt my long absence between G2D2 posts merited knocking back two drinks for round two. As seen from above, I like getting my fruit. Just because you might be drunk does not mean you should ignore nutritional guidelines. I should mention that my food pyramid has a pool in the basement called booze.
I picked up both of these bad boys at a local joint, The Anchor. Great place, great food, good beer and drinky-drink selections. On to the librations…my initial selection was the Back Porch Bourbon. Like drinking a Smurf with diabetes, it proved too damn sweet.
As I slogged through the sweetness, the movie that came to mind was a gem from 1989 “Ginger Ale Afternoon” starring Lisa Simpson (Yeardly Smith). I regularly consider this film as a possible selection for an epidose, but I just can pull trigger. By that I mean, if I watched the whole movie I would have to shoot myself. I think the trailer is just plenty thank you very much. Much like just a couple of sips of the Back Porch Bourbon. Now, it should be noted that the Gonzo Missus rather enjoyed the Back Porch Bourbon over her drink, the aforementioned, Lemon Blueberry Smash. It was determined a swap was in order. Following a successfully executed drink switcheroo, I found a drink much more to my liking. The Lemon Blueberry Smash was nice and Vodka strong, but not overly sweet. I imagine a couple of them would knock me on my Gonzo ass, but I would feely immensely refreshed as I crashed to the ground on said posterior. Movie-wise, I put it on par with any of those emotion twisting dog movies they show you as a child. You think it is a nice little story about a kid and their pet, but by the end the dog is dead, rabid, or otherwise replaced. Take your pick from Old Yeller, Sounder, My Dog Skip, and to a lesser extent Cujo. Feel free to picture any traumatizing film from your childhood as an equivalent to having too many of these. Overall, I would elect to have a couple of these and risk the ass bruise. Just to tasty and refreshing. Now if you excuse me, I need to go form a lasting bond with a dog and then remind myself that I will more than likely outlive my four-legged friend. Someone get me a Lemon Blueberry Smash…cheap new balance trainers
Found this little gem at a joint called “The Hill” here in the wilds of Wichita. A tasty little libation, but with just a little umph’ behind it…like the kick of a geriatric mule. I feel like it is the drink of a charmingly evil, southern gentleman enjoys as he plots to defame the town’s do-gooder sheriff. I am also pretty sure Joe Don Baker probably drinks A LOT of these.
The next question is what film would I watch as I drink this beauty? Obviously it would be Mitchell, but that is the easy answer. In the land of Gonzo Guys, we don’t do easy…we do odd.
The Gonzo answer is without a shadow of a doubt is…
“Hanzo the Razor: Who’s Got the Gold?”
If you haven’t seen this gem from Japan, you are missing out. One of a series of samurai detective stories, the movies are all pretty good little mystery-action mash ups…with one twist. Hanzo tortures his man parts regularly to become the ultimate lover to aid in him gaining information from women. Basically he pours hot and cold water over his junk and then he bangs a burlap sack of rice. He also has a seductive rustic hot tub with a hidden pokey weapons panel. I need to stress that the plots and most aspects of these movies are quite good even without the weird schwantz torture. Now back to how The Parkwood made me think of this movie. Basically it is a sophisticated drink that has a bite and twist to it. Hanzo the Razor is a sophisticated film with a dongy twist. Also appropriate is the inclusion of blood orange liqueur as Hanzo spills a lot of blood with this kick ass spiked ball chain thing. I see my glass is now empty, better order round 2.
Here at the Gonzo Guys network we work primarily in making sillies about motion pictures. While that is all well and good, we all like to tiptoe around the edges of the regular world and see what makes it tick. I, in particular, have become quite fond of beverages known as “girl drinks.”
What is a “girl drink” you say? It sounds sexist, you say? Well I don’t know that fruity, sweet, or otherwise fancy-pants named boozed up bevies really are important enough to carry any kind of political heft. If you are indeed bothered the term “girl drink” you may take solace in that I, more often than not, will simply refer to these entries as G2D2. Both to avoid any unnecessary controversy and because it reminds me of Star Wars which makes me feel warm in my tum tum. I would also note that many a fine fella enjoys the aforementioned sweetly titled and tasty libations. Basically, any drink at any given time could be considered both a guy and a girl drink. Drinks are scientifically hermaphroditic by default. Where did the impetus for this column originate, you ask? Have look-see at the clip below:
I think it is quite obvious a column was needed. In the coming days, weeks, years, & eons, look for succinct (or unwieldy wordy) write ups of various kinds of tarted up hooch. I promise tangents galore and many comic and film references. I am even going to review a drink otherwise fictional until Gonzo Mike cooked up a recipe…the Chocolate Choo Choo. If you don’t get that reference, you skipped the video you monster!
Look for the inaugural write up this week. Keep an eye out in the coming weeks for the mind bending, earth shattering, spellbinding take on the now immortal Chocolate Choo Choo!