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Hey, cats and kittens! Welcome back to my favorite place on the internet to talk booze and booze adjacent topics: That One Drink. Last week, we actually discussed our favorite beverages that don't contain any ethanol, because sometimes everyone's liver needs a little break.
The winner was a classic childhood mocktail that I hadn't enjoyed in quite a while, and was brought back into my repertoire by CaponeAlonious:
Shirley Temple because I thought I was so fancy when I got to order them as a kid.
I have to admit that I didn't really remember what was in a Shirley Temple, and was surprised to find just how simple it was. It's literally just a splash of grenadine in a glass of ginger ale or 7-Up, garnished with a lemon slice and maraschino cherries.
Because I can't help myself, I upgraded a few aspects of the beverage. Syrupy sweet ginger ale was replaced with spicy, super gingery ginger beer, and violently pink maraschino cherries were swapped out for those of the Amarena Toschi variety.
The result was decidedly more grownup, yet still sweet and sippable. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking about splashing some gin in there the entire time I was drinking it, but that's just my nature.
CaponeAlonius gets a trophy for this nostalgic, tee-totaler-friendly mocktail, and that trophy is the J. Mascis cover of Mazzy Star's "Fade Into You," because I am obsessed with it and have listened to it about nine times in the past 24 hours.
Scootin' right along. I don't know if you all are aware, but this week (until the 12th!) was Negroni Week, which means I drank a lot of gin, Campari, and vermouth. The Negroni may be one of my favorite cocktails ever. It's easy to make — just combine equal parts of each ingredient — tasty as fuck, and pretty sophisticated, if I do say so myself.
I had the good fortune of going to the Negroni Social in Portland, and I even dressed up like a real grown up lady! There were twelve different variations on the cocktail, and I tried about half of them. (This was too many.)
Like the event's namesake beverage, I was feeling very classy and adult, until around Negroni #4. Then I wasn't very classy or adult anymore. (I really should have eaten more of the canapes.)
Anyway. My shortcomings in maturity are not the fault of the Negroni, and it shall remain blameless. I still think it's very grownup and fancy, even if I am not. Now, dear readers, please share with me the beverage that makes you feel like you are adulting really hard. Do you feel particularly refined when you expertly order a bottle of wine? Does a martini in your hand give you an air of dignity? Perhaps you feel extra adulty sipping on a neat pour of whiskey?