Originally posted by Gibbon
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yep, duly corrected, not a good idea typing recipes whilst imbibing said cocktails.
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LUSHOriginally posted by hyperD View PostI reversed engineered it from Charlotte's Bistro in Chiswick, as a present for a friend of mine. Christ, that was one fun evening trying that.
norrahe introduced me to the negroni - lovely and refreshing.
Feeling like a mangy dog is a perfect excuse for a morning cocktail as a sharpener.Comment
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I'm a big fan of the White Russian, especially at the end of an evening. Also enjoy Long Island Ice Tea which I was introduced to many years ago at Rammstein Airbase. Frau D. had an Erdbeerinha (Strawberry Caiparinha, sp?) last night which was quite pleasant in the sun. I'm not allowed to have Zombies anymore
Also sound interesting: MUSTARD COCKTAILS – drink dogma“Brexit is having a wee in the middle of the room at a house party because nobody is talking to you, and then complaining about the smell.”Comment
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Long island ice tea is my cocktail of choice -
however has anyone tried
Dishwasher Vodka
maybe one for the CUK cook boo?Comment
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creaky linky, fixedOriginally posted by original PM View Post
How to make a perfect vodka cocktail - in your dishwasher! | Mail OnlineComment
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She did you a big favour. I was introduced in Verona when making a lucky guess before going to the opera. My choice of drink in Italy, once in Venice whilst the wife was having an afternoon nap I had three, when I went to get up I just toppled straight into the piazza, most embarrassing! I now stick to one pre-dinner.Originally posted by hyperD View PostBut I discovered nothing else but depraved, excessive superstition. Pliny the youngerComment
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He had a negative bluety on a quackhandle and was quadraspazzed on a lifeglug.
I look forward to your all knowing and likely sarcastic and unhelpful reply.
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If you think my attitude stinks, you should smell my fingers.Comment
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Originally posted by Gibbon View Post
Many moons ago, I had an evening of Zombie cocktails in KL once. I left the bar, completely forgetting the evening meal I was supposed to meetup with friends, ignoring the 100 "where the f*** are you" texts and thought I was in some pinball machine - staggering around, bouncing off people and walls and eventually got to my friend's flat and collapsed unconscious in the lobby.
Not at all embarrassing. Oh no, not at all...
Speaking of which, another empty glass needs refilling!If you think my attitude stinks, you should smell my fingers.Comment
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