I know you’ve heard about the alcohol rules around here. Martinis are made with gin and we drink our whiskey straight. But if you must have a whiskey mixed drink, the old-fashioned is the way to go.
I don’t really drink cocktails, unless we’re counting “whatever beer is in the fridge” as cocktails, so this might be less ultimate and more “slightly-above average for when you want to finish the vodka.”
I travel a lot for my work and I get car sick, so ginger (and after a long meeting, sometimes booze) is a dear dear friend.
Caipirinha, according to Wikipedia, is the national cocktail of Brazil. Me, I just call it yummy. Grab yourself a designated driver and read on.
I decided on this particular cocktail because my mother turned 65 yesterday and I wanted to write this in honor of her birthday. My mother made me my first margarita. She started letting me drink her margaritas when I was about 18, though she’d let me steal sips since I was a bit younger.
I do not abide by our tagline. This martini has no gin. (You know what you did. Go clean the unicorn stables. ~ed.)
Oh, I see you over there, Moscow Mules, with your vodka and fancy copper drinking vessels. Your existence is all well and good, but you do not contain the most magical of liquors: Gin (ed. note: HELL YEAH!).