You know when people say, ‘be careful what you wish for, you just might get it?’
Well, surely you will remember last week when I was talking about how much I love earthquakes and kind of sort of miss them. And then guess what? In Pittsburgh, the place-least-likely-to-quake, we had an earthquake.
And then, as if that wasn’t exciting enough, there was a hurricane moving up the coast!! Perhaps in an attempt to keep up with the visiting earthquake, Irene was scheduled to hit the places where hurricanes never dare to tread: New York and New England.
So, since we all know how much I freaking LOVE extreme weather, we thought what better day to do our next theme drink night? The theme: Extreme Weather Beverages.
This is one of those ‘writer’ drinks that you always hear about, but never know how to make. I’ve always had this idea that writers drink these while penning the Next Great Novel, so I was kind of eager to try it. But my Hornsby dentist recommended to obstain from strong drinks for a while.
While we were enjoying these craptastic beverages, we decided to partake in another Achievement: watch 2 of Michael’s favorite movies. The first movie on the list was Monster Squad, which is basically an 80s horror movie for kids. You can see how excited Michael was to share this with me.
Guess what I forgot to buy? Pineapple juice. Now, I don’t like pineapples, and I don’t know how the pineapple flavor would add to this drink, but I have to assume it would somehow make it better, because it was just awful.
We decided to keep it classic for drink #3 and make hurricanes, in these super ugly cute plastic hurricane cups that I found for $1.50. Unfortunately, we didn’t have the pineapple juice, and I *thought* we had Fresca to substitute for grapefruit juice… but Michael drank it all. So yet again, this did not taste as it was intended to…
As you may have noticed, we tried to do all of our measuring of shots in shot glasses for areas that were supposed to get hit with the hurricane. It was our version of a reverse rain dance: the more drinks we made, the less devastating Irene would be.
By this point, Michael had finished almost all of each of his drinks (while I got away with a few sips before abandoning them entirely teeheehee), so he was a little less than ecstatic to pour the final drink of the evening.
This drink smelled like mouthwash mixed with Jager. And not just Jager that you got at the end of your bachelorette party when you were really in the mood for Jager. We’re talking Jager that had been sitting out for days under a hot sun and near a steaming pile of dog poo. That kind of Jager. And mouthwash.
It would not do the drink justice to merely post a photo of Michael’s reaction to this unearthly potion, so I decided to take this little video of the experience:
See, wasn’t that worth all of our hard work?
Oh, and Monster Squad? It’s really cute! Good kid actors, good doggy actor, and a surprising twist from one of the monsters who turns out to be quite the charmer (I won’t say who!). Clearly I was the one who got the better end out of this deal: Michael had to drink that nasty Goodnight Irene, and I just had to watch a funny movie from the 80s!
And I think our reverse-rain-dance helped a tiny bit. All of our friends and family in the path of Irene made it through just fine, and that is worth drinking bad booze concotions any day of the week!