The Spicy Michelada is a combo of tomato juice, citrus, chili peppers, salt, and other spices combined with a Mexican beer.Read More
I've always wanted to name a cocktail Linus Laments. It’s a nod to to the peanuts character and his pursuit of the great pumpkin.
I picture Linus in his late 30’s. Life hasn't gone quite his way. His book deal fell through and Sally keeps pressuring him to get a job at her brother's used car lot. He's got a mortgage, two unplanned (at least by him) bratty kids, and have lost what little hair he had. But he doesn't give up hope.Read More
Life here at Cocktail Crafty has been good. Every cocktail bar we know has a new fall menu. So hubby and I have been busy "taste testing." The cat only got inside the couch once this week. And hubby's doomsday bunker has been coming along nicely as he adds rice, flour and bleach to his stockpile. Yep, life is good here despite our Orioles loosing the American League Championship 0-4.
I held off on writing this post in hopes of a victory. I never want to be accused of being a jinx. When I am a fan, I'm a Fan with a with a capital "F". I believe in jinxing. I adore my team. I take every win and lose to heart.
Those who aren't sports fans don't often get the intensity in which we cheer. They right off fan devotion as absurd and an example of what's wrong with out society. I would argue that sports simply distracts us from difficulties that life presents. For a brief moment we don't have to think about our bills, our illnesses, our tragedies. Hope serves as a great motivator even if that hope comes in the form of a ball. This may be why when our athletes do wrong we take their actions so personally.
I grew up an O's fan. I still remember my first baseball game. It was against the Blue Jays at the old Memorial Stadium. Our seat were in the sky. But it was the best two hours of my young life.
In 1996, I was a junior in high school. In my locker was a poster of the Orioles lineup and schedule. That was the last time our team had hopes of going to the World Series. It was also the last time I gave O's my heart. I cheered every win with the exuberance and mourned every loss with the dramatics teenage girls are known for. When we loss the ALCS 2-3 to the Yankees I cried myself to sleep that night. The next day I ripped my locker poster down and swore never to give baseball my heart again. I was now strictly a football fan.
The Orioles making it to the post season was meant so much more than just winning a few games. When our football team divided us, our baseball team brought us back together. Economic and racial divisions were put aside. We were united as a city if only for a few weeks.
All this excitement has inspired me to create a drink. What doesn't inspire me to create a drink?
4 oz freshly squeezed Orange Juice
1 oz Clementine Vodka
1/4 oz Orange Curacao
National Bohemian Beer
Shake juice, vodka, and curacao with ice. Strain into pilsner glass. Top with National Bohemian Beer or other pale lager. Garnish with orange slice.
You ever get the idea to do something but hesitant, because you knew it had the potential to go really bad. Then there was also that chance it could go really well. That’s how I felt when I decided to make a mojito and top it with beer. Not just any beer. Baltimore’s treasured beer the National Bohemian or Natty Boh to us locals.
Now, topping a mojito with beer isn’t new. I know I haven’t reinvented the wheel here. But there was something about combining two beverages that evoked so many memories for me, that sent my heart racing.
How many weekends have my friends and I spent sipping mojitos by the harbor? How many ball games and crab feasts have been washed down with Natty Boh?
It’s such a perfect pairing that I wonder why it took me so long. The mojito with its calming scent of lime and mint, the touch of sweetness with a punch of rum, combined well with the light and uncomplicated refreshment that is the National Bohemian Beer. It was like meeting an old friend again for the first time.
I don’t know. Maybe its the cool May air, or the fact that I’ve already had two of these, talking. But I think we’ll be seeing a lot more of the Bohjito around here. A lot more indeed.