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| - "DO IT!" the words left my mouth before i even thought about saying them. they were directed at a woman who was being egged on to do something by her friends. everyone started laughing. then the woman walked towards me with an ominous sheet of folded paper.
"well, as a matter of fact, maybe you could help me with this." as she said that, i noticed the tiara on her head. then i realized this was a bachelorette party. my heart sank. WHAT WAS ON THAT SHEET OF PAPER?
she unfolded it and it had an image of a guy dancing, and it said "make a stranger dance for you." suddenly, my friend, the table of the bridal party, and anyone nearby that knew what was going on started egging ME on to do it. so i did what any normal and well adjusted person would do: i lied. i told her, "i wish i could, but i have a knee injury." she quickly found someone else, and he ended up giving her kind of a half dance/half dry hump. it was much better than anything i could have done.
without four potent cocktails from distillerie, i probably wouldn't have yelled "Do it!". they have a bunch of signature cocktails, and slight variations of classics.
instead of the classic gin rickey, i had a cucumber rickey (also with gin.) good stuff, and would be my go-to summer drink if i lived in the area.
i liked the apple schmidtzel as well. bacardi superior, bacardi big apple, orange juice, apple juice and something else. the rim of the glass was dusted with cinnamon, so every sip you took included a nice whiff of cinnamon.
many of the drinks come in two sizes, regular "i'm a normal human being" size glasses, and the "i'm going to start yelling things like "DO IT!" to women i don't know" huge mason jar glasses. guess which i had?
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