One of the worst I’ve ever had: a Belfast Bomber. An ounce of Hennessy mixed with an ounce of Bailey’s over ice. Ugh. I had several of these foisted on my once by a friendly bartender. Not only did they taste horrible, but I nearly collapsed when I tried to get up off the bar stool.
One of the best: a Scorpion. Nice tropical drink that should be served with an umbrella and garnished with fruit - mmmm, great poolside drink. For some reason, these are hard to find.
1 part Light rum
1 part Dark rum
1 part Brandy
1 part Orgeat syrup
1 part Orange juice
1 part Lime juice, fresh
2 dashes Sugar syrup
Fill a 12 oz wine glass with ice, add a lime wedge and transfer into shaker. Add ingredients, shake and pour back into glass.
I have two I like to give away on 21st birthdays…because I like to teach people about drinking early.
RUSTY NAIL- This baby is half Scotch and half Drambuie in a double shot glass.
VULCAN MIND PROBE- Double shot glass filled almost to the top with Bacardi 151. Fill the rest with layered black Sambuca…It must be black, and if you have it turkish Raki is better. When they’re done, make them drink water the rest of the night, unless they like hospitals.
Also, I like to give unsuspecting women a Cement Mixer. Then yell really load, “Why don’t you swallow!?!?”
Hi, my name is Occam and I’ll be your masochistic bartender, what can I get you?
This is actually a shooter, so I don’t know if it counts…
Here in Ontario, we have a lottery called the 6-49. The worst shooter of all time is that of the same name. In a bar with the bottles lined three deep behind the bar, it consists of a third of a shotglass each from the 6th bottle from the right on the top row, 4th from the left on the second row, and 9th from the right on the bottom row. Some truly nasty concoctions can result. One such included creme de menthe, vodka, and apple brandy. Fortunately, I didn’t personally try it. Yuck.
This is actually a shooter, so I don’t know if it counts…
Here in Ontario, we have a lottery called the 6-49. The worst shooter of all time is that of the same name. In a bar with the bottles lined three deep behind the bar, it consists of a third of a shotglass each from the 6th bottle from the right on the top row, 4th from the left on the second row, and 9th from the right on the bottom row. Some truly nasty concoctions can result. One such included creme de menthe, vodka, and apple brandy. Fortunately, I didn’t personally try it. Yuck.
The worst was a legendary gin and “tonic” served to me by my future father-in-law.
Now, I like gin and tonic. One summer day when I was first dating his daughter, he asked me what I’d like to drink, so I mentioned it.
It turned out my father-in-law had no tonic. But he’s not the type of man who would think to go back and tell a guest something was unavailable. So, after rooting around a bit, he found a bottle of Schweppes Bitter Lemon.
Not so bad, either. I loved that for years before I realized it was meant to be a mixer. Straight Bitter Lemon was my favorite soft drink in high school.
Unfortunately, this particular bottle was probably purchased at least ten years before. And, unlike wine, Bitter Lemon does not improve with age.
Next he took a glass, put in ice, and added about a cup of gin. He topped it off with the old, flat Bitter Lemon.
My ex the bartender reports that the worst thing he ever personally served was Baileys and coke.
The worst thing I ever tasted was and expensive hotels attempt to make a coffee Royale (when they didn’t know what it was, obviously). They gave my coffee, Crown Royale, canned whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles… and charged too much as well!
My favorite is a San Francisco classis called CAB, but usually just ordered with a nod - you get in the places where the bartenders know their customers and what they drink. Coffee, anisette and brandy - fabulous!