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The Paper Aircraft Released Into Space (PARIS) team is delighted to announce today that it has concocted a cocktail in honour both of our patron saint Paris Hilton and the heroic Playmonaut who on 28 October piloted the Vulture 1 vehicle to earth from a dizzying 89,591 feet. Our inspiration for the commemorative beverage came …
Damn tootin' - the brown sugar was enough to put me off, although I can't quite see it working as well with artificial sweeteners, somehow.
As well as being diabetic, I'm also teetotal and lousy at thinking of names but I'll be the first to admit that the end result looks pretty epic.
You should be able to do this without sugar or ice cream.
Bottom layer of either green or brown could be done with Kahlua or creme de menthe. White layer, clouds, could be cream (might have to be double cream).
You should be able to float blue curacao on cream and then if you're lucky, blackberry brandy on that (which would give you deep purple, perhaps better than black) as your top layer.
However, you'd want to do it in a "pousse cafe" glass, not a martini glass like you used.
There are actually books out there which tell you which liquor will float on another. If it wasn't 25 years since I was a cocktail bartender I'd even remember the title of one of them.
But that's the way you want to go. Pousse cafe (ie, tall, thin, straight sided glass, often no wider than the diameter of a couple of pencils) and then layer the colours using the density of the liquor.
Bonus tip: this is that the twist on the handle of a bar spoon and the dime sized head of it is all about. Turn the spoon upside down (or bowl upwards, handle hanging down) and the twist enables you to pour the liquors down the handle, the top aiding in spreading it in a layer.
I've seen this done properly (ie, not by me) and ending up with 10-14 layers.
It's really a matter of getting the densities right.
>holiday weekend serving hoards of Madrid chusma (riff-raff)
The only reason anybody left Madrid this long weekend was to get away from all the bolos, chicharreros, conejeros and various other hijos de p... (or, as I respectfully call them, peasants) that invaded us. If we hadn't had such a person visiting then I too would have left for the wilds, you lot really don't know how to behave yourselves in a metropolitan area.
Oh and why do they all come here. My theory is because the number for one of el Gordos larger prizes was once sold at a kiosk in Puerto Del Sol so they all descend on the same vendor in the stupid belief that they will sell the winning number again.
If you can add club soda, you can call it the "17 mile high club"
PARIS--"Plane Above (the) Rain In Spain". (Or "plastered". Brits can also use "pissed", but that has certain twisted overtones and doesn't travel well with your American readership. So many options--someone find Henry Higgins to tell us which is proper!!)
PARIS--Playmobil Astronaut's RIght Stuff
Or just "The Right Stuff", but watch out for the cease and desist order from Tom Wolfe and the MPAA.
"The Wrong Stuff" might work based on the ingredients
"Smashed (in) the face of God"
I canot think of a name to outdo those above, but my admiration for the sheer dedication to their task of the design, construction and launch crews as well as the selfless application of those in a support role, knows no bounds.
The PARIS project has amazed me from the very first intimation to this crowning effort.
Same glass but fill with crushed ice first.
Brown or Green booze in first ( Tia Maria, Kahlua / Midori, Creme de Menth)
The Ice makes it easier to layer up the drinks and adds some texture to the whole thing.
Slice of Lemon for the sun and a straw. Then drink. Carefully.
"The Van Allen Belt." You might need a couple to reach the extra altitude..)
'To Insanity and Beyond" Sorry Buzz
Reminds me of a rumoured lethal cocktail\drink from the early days of the North Sea setup in Sullom Voe. It was called a northern lights cos once consumed the 'victim' saw all the colours of the rainbow then it went black..
There used to be an upmarket bar in paris "the Opera Cafe" on quai de valmy which served great cocktails and had been the officers mess of the Royal Flying corp in WWI. Would be a great place to test fly your drink...
I suggest the name "Starhumper"
It's descriptive of El Reg's bold little paper plane, which slipped the surly bonds of Earth to reach out and fondle the stars, and it's descriptive of our favourite socialite because, oh ffs, do you really need me to spell it out? Go read the comments section sometime. -.-
I continue to pad my chances of winning with still more entries.... :)
Bad points about my latest option--it doesn't have much of an aviation/PARIS the aircraft angle.
Good points--it matches well with Paris the patron saint(?)/inspiration of the Reg's aeronautical enterprise, it's a Paris recursion and its name practically guarantees that the cocktail itself will live forever among the English-speaking sun and pleasure seeking crowd in Spain.
PARIS--"Pissed And Randy In Spain"!!!
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