I’m not sure what a long drink is, but Jaegermeister became a huge college drink back in the 80s I want to say, thanks to the aggressive marketing of a guy named Sidney Frank. It’s an interesting story worth looking up. I always found it weird that Americans drank this stuff, and that’s the reason why.
Long drink is not a common concept in the USA? OK, that is what I meant. A tall glass with some ice cubes, a small amount of high percentage alcohol and a larger amount of low percentage alcohol or even non-alcoholic filler: rum & coca cola, gin & tonic, vodka & schweppes, whisky & soda come to mind. The Jägermeister story, as I remember it told in the German media at the time (I was not in NY to verify) was that it had become a popular drink in clubs, mixed with something (perhaps red bull or some similar energy drink? It is longer ago than I thought). I assumed it was served like a, well, long drink in my parlance. And that was all down to a single person with the mission to sell Jägermeister to the masses? That looks like an interesting story, I will search a bit, thanks for the name.
It absolutely is a common concept, but maybe particular cocktails like Fernet-Branca + Coke are not as popular as vodka+Red Bull, Scotch+soda, gin+tonic, Long Island iced tea, or whatever. You would have to ask a current bartender…
I have tried chicha which seemed OK, perhaps a bit sweet, but I don’t think it was the kind someone spit in. Perhaps it was not sufficiently authentic?
The word may have fallen into slight disuse, but sounds like a highball. Mixed drink with ice in a tall glass.
Ozuo. Vile, vile vile. But then I hate licorice. I’m very disappointed to find it in an italian dish. Had a good lasagna recently except for the anise seasoning, it would have be really good.
I did not like the first Red Bull I had. But I was driving home the other day and had about an hour to go. I was a tad sleepy, not dangerously so. So I picked one up. It wasn’t that bad. Perhaps the recipe has changed.

Ozuo. Vile, vile vile. But then I hate licorice. I’m very disappointed to find it in an italian dish. Had a good lasagna recently except for the anise seasoning, it would have be really good.
A local Greek restaurant had a “Greek Margarita” drink special one night, which is a margarita made with ouzo instead of tequila. I tried it just to see what it was like. It was pretty nasty, like a mix of margarita and Ny-Quil.
Oh, yes, a high ball. I’m not familiar with the term “long drink” is what I was saying.
You’re talking about Jägerbombs: Red Bull and Jägermeister cocktails. Specifically, it’s a shot glass of Jäger dropped into a glass of Red Bull. The Internet seems to tell me the origin of this drink goes back to 1997, which sounds about right to me.
The story I’m talking about refers to the general rise in popularity of Jägermeister in the US. Sidney Frank went around college campuses in the south serving ice-cold Jägermeisters with the help of “the Jägerettes” – women in revealing outfits – and a hit was born. To keep it ice cold, he came up with the Jägermeister machine, a custom sort of chiller. Something like this (I don’t know if this was the original design):
Incidentally, he was also responsible for promoting the hell out of Grey Goose and bringing it to its current popularity.

And one can assume that the empty Fireball Whiskey minibottles are tossed onto the nearby grass?
Nope, we don’t even allowed disposable cups on the course.
Since basic beers have been mentioned a few times…
In 1973, some friends and I drove over to Martignetti’s Liquor in Boston to get some basics for a dorm party. There was a huge display of Canadian Ace beer at some unbelievably low price. It came in glass, one-gallon jugs. (As I recall, the tops did not screw on. Once you popped the cap with a can-opener, that was it.) Naturally, we bought two or three.
While I have often heard people describe some beer as radiator coolant or battery acid, Canadian Ace tasted worse than either one. After we opened the first bottle and took a taste, we resigned ourselves to getting back to it after we had drunk a whole lot more of something else. It was no good. Not a single person could stomach more than a mouthful. I’ve never seen the brand since, nor tasted any beer as foul. But for all I know. it’s still available…somewhere.

Find some Unicum if you can.
This was the name I was trying to think of while reading through this thread and figured it would come up eventually. My parents generally had a bottle of it mostly gathering dust. The bottle is memorable.
My absolute favorite herbal liqueur! Yeah, it’s got a pretty bottle for sure. My parents are huge fans of it as well.

Ozuo. Vile, vile vile. But then I hate licorice
I love the stuff! There was a tiny Greek lunch place I used to stop at. The owner couldn’t get a liquor license (for reasons) but he kept a bottle of Ouzo hidden near his cash register.
For customers he knew, he’d pour out two shots, one for him and one for the customer.
At the top of my rankings for worst soft drink is Green Sour Cherry Soda.
I like sour cherry juice, especially as added to other beverages, so I figured this stuff would be good. Not!
There’s nothing sour distinguishable in the flavor, just an appalling domination of Stevia sickly sweetness. You can’t even mix it with something else, the Stevia overdose conquers all.
L&P soda in New Zealand. People down there love it. It tastes like Windex to me.
And to answer the question someone might ask, how do I know what Windex tastes like. My brother sprayed some Windex into my face while I had my mouth open. Why did I have my mouth open? I was laughing hysterically, I had challenged my brother to drink a small bottle of green food coloring. Despite brushing his teeth for 10 minutes, his teeth were still a bright shade of green.

There’s nothing sour distinguishable in the flavor, just an appalling domination of Stevia sickly sweetness. You can’t even mix it with something else, the Stevia overdose conquers all.
Taste is so very subjective, especially in terms of some stuff like artificial sweeteners (see my mother and her love affair with the vile saccharin). But I personally have yet to find stevia-sweetened anything that I can abide. All stevia sodas just taste nasty to me, to the point where I’ve wondered if it is a genetic quirk like cilantro tasting like soap to some.

Ozuo. Vile, vile vile.
I’m going to assume this is a typo for Ouzo. In which case, a year ago I would have agreed with you - I had a finely tuned loathing of aniseed flavored drinks; but on the same holiday where I learned that I was only ever going to drink Şalgam once in my life, I taught myself to drink - and appreciate - Raki (the Turkish version of aniseed-flavoured-spirit). Just one before dinner as an aperitif.
I quite surprised myself. Even now I feel a little smug.
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Well and good @Treppenwitz . I used to hate whiskey. But will enjoy sipping in now.
Yep, it’s for real. It’s also an English word, which could be apropos in a sperm bank.
The aversion to stevia appears to indeed be a genetic thing. I’m sure I’ve had it but I don’t seek it out. Aspartame or acesulfame K (the K meaning potassium) for me, baby! LOL
Goat Urine

Malort hasn’t been mentioned enough.
I’ve never heard of it till now, and I went to college!

I do love my yeast spreads.
Won’t touch this…