Wednesday, September 2, 2009
9/2/09: It Might Get Loud
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
9/1/09: Inglourious Basterds
Monday, August 31, 2009
8/31/09: Oh True Blood
Saturday, August 22, 2009
8/22/09: Tom and Bob
Friday, August 21, 2009
8/21/09: When life gives you anxiety, write a blog
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
4/1/09: Happy April Fools Day
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
3/30/09: Customer of the Day
Thursday, March 26, 2009
3/26/09: another list of 5
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Props to Soul Coughing
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Some More Description on the Bloody Mary
My friend Jenny and I are on a quest for the perfect bloody mary, as most of you know. Jenny wanted to give us her input into her feelings about the qualities of an awesome bloody mary. Together, we will tell you all about our adventures in the future and how we pretty much fail and succeed every time we go out for a bloody mary.
Here's Jenny's blog:
Cheers to my curious friends who are in quest of such valuable information as the perfect bloody mary. You could say I’m in blood lust when it comes to bloody marys. The thicker the better, I didn’t order a bloodless mary! I think the bloody mary is a fine concoction. Funny, since all the ingredients in their separate form are not all that enticing to me. Worchester sauce, Tabasco sauce, tomato juice, vodka, various vegetables; too bland, too bitter, or too eccentric on their own, but when they are all put together it creates something quite extraordinary. It also gives me the idea that I am taking the healthy route. Major plus!
So what makes a good bloody mary? I have 5 rules. Lets start with the appearance of the drink since it is the first thing you notice, and judgement is always passed upon first appearances. When the drink comes to your table your eyes should light up a little at the wonderful sight before you, if your jaw drops a little that’s the opposite effect and I would only assume you have what appears to be a small glass of a nearly clear looking substance, in which you then hope the bartender did not water down the vodka because that’s your only hope of enjoying the rest of your night. I want my bloody mary to resemble a secret garden where shrimp, cheese, and green olives happily co-exist. The glass should be large enough to harbor these big dreams. I’ve also added a bonus appearance factor: sword toothpicks. These little toothpicks, combined with various vegetables of a rather squishy nature create endless amusement to those who like to play with their food. On guard!
Spice. It’s all about the spice. I’m grown quite fond of “kick spice”, the kind that kicks you right in the throat but then disappears right away leaving you with a sense of spiked adrenaline that has nowhere to go but into your conversation, your raging appetite, or your unquenched, now impulsive, highly addictive thirst. I’m very picky about my spice. If it’s too little, I’ll feel like I’m at grandmas house enjoying a nice glass of tomato juice freshly squeezed from her garden. Very healthy, very boring, very not what I’m looking for at a bar. If it’s too spicy I start to sweat and all orifices on my face start clearing themselves. It’s not pretty. We cry into our beers, not our bloody mary’s. Spice is edge. My bloody mary’s better know kung fu without making me cry.
Condiments! Bloody condiments! I dare say this is my favorite part of the drink. I try to take guesses what condiments will be used in my drink before it arrives. Why is every place different? I think when you order your drink you should be able to choose what condiments you would like. Fortunately for me, I’m not picky. I say the more the merrier. I want a bloody mary salad of just condiments. Little bite sized snacks you can stab with your toothpick. I envision my drink as treasure chest, big green olives, gawking celery sticks, dead sea creatures that died trying to get to this fountain of youth. Too much? I suppose. The point I’m trying to make is we all like to snack on something while we drink. Why not put the snacks IN our drinks and make it a satisfying sight to behold?
Texture. I like thick tomato juice. If I drop an olive in I want it to slowly glide to the bottom, swaying harmoniously through a dense red cloud. No Kerplunking! I don’t want to see through my drink. Watered down tomato juice is among the worst things you can consume. Blegh!
Price. Let’s face it. Most of us are broke. I want my drink to be worth it. If I’m paying more than $10 for a drink and it is not absolutely satisfying in every way then I’m going to be disappointed. I don’t want to leave my elated state of a good bloody mary when the bill comes.
Thanks Jenny!!! Stay tuned for our Bloody Mary Adventure: Episode 2.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
I hang my head in shame
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Top 5 Reasons Why March 2009 Rocks



