...the "Gentlemen" weren't really gentlemen (and had to be kept separate from the "Ladies", who weren't really ladies either, even though they were accompanied by "escorts" - there's nothing like a good escort service). All a giant fiction, underlain by "booze is evil" (thought profitable).
Despite my whiskey hangover from last night, you guys are getting me nostalgic for Depth Charges. (A mixed Boilermaker - you gently drop the shot glass into the pint glass and chug when the shot hits the bottom and shoots the whiskey upwards.)
Well, the upside is that there is absolutely no compelling reason to use either good beer or good bourbon for this type of kinetic cocktail.
I've never understood this approach. If it's a legitimate sort of drink, it's an acquired taste at best, a foul concoction somehow more disgusting than the sum of it's individual parts.
If, on the other hand, it is a legitimate drinking methodology, intended to maximize the rate of alcohol consumption over time, the beer serves no good purpose other than to provide the stomach with some additional liquid to violently expel....
Damn, Sub, you've got a helluva cool den. We should hang out...
ReplyDeleteThat reminds me.
ReplyDeleteDo the bars in your lovely city still have separate "Gentlemen" & "Ladies w/ Escorts" entrances & (I assume) separate interior spaces?
Unsure about the inside, of course, because I am not that old, & never could get past the Gentleman's door.
(Probably was still in a stroller in the late '60s.)
Some of the signs still exist. I'm not sure what the deal was either.
ReplyDelete...the "Gentlemen" weren't really gentlemen (and had to be kept separate from the "Ladies", who weren't really ladies either, even though they were accompanied by "escorts" - there's nothing like a good escort service). All a giant fiction, underlain by "booze is evil" (thought profitable).
ReplyDeleteWashington State got rid of many of its blue laws too. Booze On Sunday!! And as long as unescorted ladies can get a drink then I'm happy.
ReplyDeleteThat Empress Hotel sure looked larger to me when we went there for tea in the '60s. (Humour, damnit!)
I'm not sure what the deal was either.
ReplyDeleteThe clap.
A restaurant in a shopping center near collage served the "Fuji Volcano", which was a huge bowl with a flaming shot in it for multiple people.
ReplyDeleteThat was important history.
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Nothing says "tropics" like a vodka and Clamato.
ReplyDeleteDespite my whiskey hangover from last night, you guys are getting me nostalgic for Depth Charges. (A mixed Boilermaker - you gently drop the shot glass into the pint glass and chug when the shot hits the bottom and shoots the whiskey upwards.)
ReplyDeleteThat sounds WONDERFUL.
ReplyDelete...tell them about the tomato juice and sawdust (aah, ambience!!)
ReplyDeleteThere's still ambiance if you're looking for shoplifted cheese...
ReplyDeleteThat sounds WONDERFUL.
ReplyDeleteDon't knock it until you've puked your guts out after trying it.
Well, the upside is that there is absolutely no compelling reason to use either good beer or good bourbon for this type of kinetic cocktail.
ReplyDeleteI've never understood this approach. If it's a legitimate sort of drink, it's an acquired taste at best, a foul concoction somehow more disgusting than the sum of it's individual parts.
If, on the other hand, it is a legitimate drinking methodology, intended to maximize the rate of alcohol consumption over time, the beer serves no good purpose other than to provide the stomach with some additional liquid to violently expel....
I've never understood this approach.
ReplyDeleteIt's a way to impress chicks with your manliness. And when it inevitably does not work, you're already too drunk and sick to care.
To be quite honest, I've found chicks are more impressed if you carry massive amounts of weapons and claim to know Mohamar Khadaffi personally...
ReplyDeleteWorks for him.
ReplyDeleteBond, James Bond. I will have a Singapore Sling, shaken, not stirred.
ReplyDeleteStop laughing at me. No really.