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Insinnuendos and the Usual Bumflufferies
The Boozehound Cinephile / Ted Boynton
Pop culture item consumed: Sexy Beast, a racy yet existential British gangster flick featuring Ray Winstone as Gal Dove, a heist-master who has retired to live in Spain with his wife, ex-porn star Deedee, only to get pulled back into the game by hilariously sadistic mobster Ben Kingsley.
Beverage consumed: Three fingers, neat, of The Glenrothes, a single Speyside scotch whisky (a varietal of single malt scotch, in other words), with a tiny splash of cool water. The Glenrothes is an old-school scotch whisky - single malt is spelled without the “e” - that is individually sampled by the distillers, two of whom hand-check and personally sign the label of every bottle that goes out the door, along with comments about the character of this particular batch. For example, this bottle has hints of “wild berries, vanilla, and caramel.” (I’m hoping to one day get to hand-check and personally sign Patricia Clarkson, who has hints of “ridicunificence, megaloawesomeness, and drooltastic.”)
Summary of action: As I age, sleep becomes an ever-more-fleeting and elusive gift. Many’s the night I lie on the sofa after midnight, waiting for various and sundry malted or fermented liquids to combine with whatever chemical sleep agent is coursing through me, giving me that panty-dropping one-liner that will make the Sleep Fairy my bitch once again. Over the years, I’ve assembled allies in my war against insomnia, including a veritable pharmacopeia of ill-gotten sleep aides and a stable of films that run regularly on pay cable - V for Vendetta and Layer Cake are also favorites. So, I spin the Pharmacology Roulette Wheel, get in position on the sofa with my woobie, and tune into one of these films: voila, permission to fall asleep.
On this night, the confluence of events was kind. After downing 2 mg of Xanax - the wheel almost stopped on the chronic, which really goes better with Layer Cake - I flipped on the telly and plugged into Sexy Beast just as Don Logan (Kingsley) was arriving in Spain to collect Gal for the job. Several sips of The Glenrothes later, I could feel the Sandman tickling his fingers on my fuzzy head. (Get thee behind me, Sandman! I’m waiting for the Sleep Fairy in all her pantie-less glory.) I faded in and out a few times but got to see the confrontation between Gal and Don Logan (my, what a foul mouth Don has!), then woke up again to see Gal’s men going to work on the vault. The last thing I remember is Gal’s final, fateful car ride with Teddy Bass (Ian McShane of “Deadwood,” as if you didn’t know).
How well the pairing held up: Apparently pretty well. I woke up at about 6 a.m. with a whisky tumbler clutched firmly to my chest, one treasure-laden swallow left in the glass, and Mrs. Socalled yelling from the top of the stairs to put a sock in the snoring - apparently the dogs had started whining and pawing at the bedroom door, which animals will do when they sense an imminent earthquake. I got up, swallowed the last of the scotch, and went to work.
Tastes like: Four parts sex-sweat from Deedee’s suprasternal notch, three parts smoky Thames water from a breached bank vault, and one part Ben Kingsley’s hammy malevolence. Delicious.
Overall rating: Six out of nine shots.
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Comments
Actually, all Scotch (not just single malt) and Canadian whiskies are spelled without an "e," while Irish and (I think) American are spelled "Whiskey." Pretty sure that's the rule, eh, PaddyDog? The husband's a big Scotch fan. I don't tend to go for straight hard stuff of any sort, myself...er, I am still talking about booze here....
Ahem, anyway, I do enjoy the socalledBoozehound Cinephile! I've always wanted to see Sexy Beast, though I will try to limit my intoxicants so I can stay awake through it. The first time, at least.
Cheers!
Posted by: MO at February 8, 2008 9:26 AM
I did the exact same thing last week.
Except replace "Sexy Beast" with "The Royal Tennenbaums", three fingers of scotch whisky with two bottles of Fat Bastard shiraz, dogs with a cat kneading on my leg/left teste, and going to work with fixing a stiff bloody mary and making an omelette.
Okay, maybe not the EXACT same thing, but I'm with you in spirits (see? that thar's a pun!).
As a boozy sidenote, anyone got a killer bloody mary recipe? As of now, mine consists of gargling Silver Wolf vodka while emptying a ketchup packet into my mouth...
Tomato juice to vodka, three-to-one, then experiment with the following: lemon juice (4 or 5 tbsp), worcesteshire sauce (same), horseradish sauce (2 tsp), tabasco sauce (1 tsp), red and black pepper, lime wedge, olives, and, of course, a celery stick, bruised to bring out the flavor in the drink. Some people like to add cocktail onions. This is a fun trial and error, because there are so many tastes involved. I ramp up most of the spicy ingredients because I like a lotta flava. tb
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at February 8, 2008 9:38 AM
You had me at "woobie."
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 9:41 AM
the writers' strike is over!
Posted by: R at February 8, 2008 9:54 AM
You have me at "booze".
Sexy Beast is my all-time favorite Kingsley vehicle. Your plan, though spontaneous, was well-executed. Certainly better than mine was last night.
Lord, this hangover is brutal.
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 9:56 AM
MO: You are correct. I applaud your superior knowledge of intoxicating Celtic beverages.
But what I really want to know is where I can get ring side seats for the beating that is about to descend on Mr. Boynton when the fine men of Speyside discover he has likened their whisky to "Thames water". I suspect right now, there is a mob of Scots half way across the Atlantic equipped with a variety of clubs and other crude blunt instruments to turn our boozehound into pulp. Seriously Ted, you could have picked any other river in the world and maybe got away with it, but the Thames? Have you never seen Braveheart? Has all of my counseling on these pages been for nothing? We'll miss you.
Alas, the bank vault in question was not located on a rocky hillside on the coast of the North Atlantic. It's a metaphor, people! Besides, those hillbillies will be too fixated on Deedee's gyrating backside to fiddle with me. Anyway, that's why I go under an alias. And the breakdown of "whisky" vs. "whiskey," supra, is correct. tb
Posted by: PaddyDog at February 8, 2008 9:56 AM
Jesus Christ, I didn't even think of the mob of pissed Scots. Run, Ted! (cue Iron Maiden) RUN TO THE HILLS!
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at February 8, 2008 10:02 AM
Vodka and cranberry juice followed by crying myself to sleep.
Posted by: Pookie at February 8, 2008 10:17 AM
I used to have a girlfriend who used that formula before and after me, Pookie. She recommended it (the drink, not the crying).
Me, I'm more of a gin and sprite person...and watching Serenity to sleep.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at February 8, 2008 10:25 AM
Jebus, Ian McShane was scary as hell in that movie!
Strangely, the older I get, the easier it is to fall asleep while viewing movies. After a (water) glass of wine, I've been known to wake up drooling, with no memory of how a movie ended.
Posted by: Trilbynhiss at February 8, 2008 10:28 AM
Gin and Sprite? Ewww... what's next, jello shots?
For my money, Gin goes in Martinis, or is accompanied by tonic. And I am fully aware that I sound like a snob. I'm cool with that.
I'm also aware that I sound like a hypocritical snob, since I got plowed on Miller High Life and Bushmills last night. Shut up.
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 10:30 AM
TK - what is it with the High Life these days? The hubs has been drinking it daily for about 6 months now, and he seemingly can't get enough of it. I mean, I know it's the "Champagne of Beers" and all, but is it so good that the 22 cases of empty bottles that has accumulated in our back hallway are justified?
Me, I'm all set with a pint of Guinness or maybe a Half-N-Half. I'm a simple girl. Although I've heard that it's considered pretty damn sexy for a woman to drink Scotch.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 10:47 AM
That HAVE accumulated. Shit.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 10:49 AM
That HAVE accumulated. Shit.
Damn Kolby - drunk on a school day.
I don't know when High Life turned into the Crack of Beers. I started drinking it a few years ago, and it's just the cheap beer of choice. I certainly enjoy and prefer some nicer ones, and I love me some Guiness (what can I say? I'm Irish by marriage), but for light and cheap, what the hell.
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 10:55 AM
Mmm, Kolby, I'm feeling you on the Guinness. Sexy sexy Guinness.
I plan on having a night like this tonight with a bottle of red wine and Stardust...ahh, a date with me, my favorite kind.
Posted by: Julie at February 8, 2008 10:56 AM
TK, at least you had some Bushmills in the mix. Mine was Miller Light and "Saw 4". To things that go well together since both are pretty blah. At least I switched to Smithwicks for "Eastern Promises", that counts for something right?
Ted, as you are the resident authority on all things alcoholic I was wondering if you have made a Vesper from "Casino Royale" and if it is worth seeking out the ingredients for.
That's a big Y-E-S, Rob; the Vesper is one of my favorite drinks -- go back and take a look at the Boozehound Pajiba Guide to booze in cinema. You probably already have 90% of what you need, i.e., good gin and vodka (three-to-one) plus a lemon for the twist. Lillet blanc is good for keeping around too, for guests who might want a splash over ice -- it keeps well. Don't forget to cut the lemon peel over your (chilled) glass, as the lemon oil gives a nice bite to the drink. tb
Posted by: Rob at February 8, 2008 10:57 AM
mmmmmm..... bloody marys, the perfect breakfast..... I like V-8, Worchestershire sauce, hot sauce, celery seed, black pepper, pinch of sugar, squeeze of lime, and whatever vodka I have on hand that my daughter and her boyfriend haven't finished off. (and they think I don't know where all my Ketel One is going)
Posted by: nancy at February 8, 2008 10:57 AM
Sick as a dog and watching CNN/ESPN right now.
But "Sexy Beast" is a damn fun film. Kingsley, Winstone and McShane.
Oh and I love the ending in "hell".
Posted by: BFFredo at February 8, 2008 11:00 AM
Speaking of Guinness, the Great Guinness Toast is next Friday. Yay!
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 11:02 AM
All I know is that there was an absolute dive bar in the small town I attended college, and despite the shitty jukebox, always on-the-fritz dartboard, and lack of empty ashtrays, made the hands-down best bloody marys. It took a good five minutes to make, included a slew of ingredients (real horseraddish!), substituted a pickled asparagus spear instead of a pickle, and topped it off with a couple spicy olives that they kept in a five-gallon bucket in the fridge...
That joint wouldn't know what a black-n-tan was if it slapped 'em in the face, but sweet moses, they made an elegant bloody mary.
Ah, the surprises one can find in a small-town dive bar...
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at February 8, 2008 11:08 AM
Nancy, that's how I like my bloody marys as well...good vodka, tomato juice, splash of tabasco, Worchestershire, celery salt, a little lime, and a buttload of black pepper. No horseradish, then it feels like drinking cocktail sauce. And of course, serve with a plate of crispy home fries and a cheese omelette.
Sooo hungry now.
Posted by: Julie at February 8, 2008 11:08 AM
You get some odd looks when you are a girl ordering scotch
I was out with a whole bunch of friends a while back. Most were ordering cosmos and other like-minded drinks, then my friend and I went up to the bar and ordered two fingers of scotch, strait up, I can't even begin to tell you the wierd way the bartender looked at us after that...
although I am also perfectly happy with a gin+tonic or a pint of Guiness(my one true love)
Posted by: Bethy at February 8, 2008 11:09 AM
I have yet to successfully concoct a good bloody mary...
anybody have a good recipe I can follow?
See above, and I should have mentioned, I usually do the tomato juice and vodka by cups to share with the missus. Anyway, as with most of life, the important thing, Bethy, is to keep trying and don't get discouraged. There's no "failure" in "schnockered."
Posted by: Bethy at February 8, 2008 11:12 AM
Bloody Mary:
Tomato Juice (NOT V8 dammit)
Pickle Juice (the briny stuff with the pickles, I don't suggest juicing a pickle)
Grated Fresh horseradish (this is VERY important)
Pepper, Salt
Vodka of choice (I like Tito's - 'cause it good and it's cheap)
Carrot Juice.
Mix, pour over ice. Don't stick shrimp or celery or little crappy umbrella in there. You're drinking vodka in the morning and the reality should not be lost on you, you fucking alcoholic!
The ratios are a personal preference, so I don't list mine. Obviously, the more Carrot and Tomato Juice, the less potent the drink.
Enjoy!
Posted by: Estelle at February 8, 2008 11:19 AM
Could never get into bloody marys...too much like drinking a salad for my tastes. I prefer mixed drinks, like the aforementioned gin and sprite (preferably sprite zero, less inherent taste) or a rum and coke. Every now, I experiment with whiskey and root beer...it's surprisingly good and mixes well.
....what? I like sweet to balance the bite.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at February 8, 2008 11:20 AM
The word "Insinnuendo" is bothering me.
It seems to ring a faint bell in one of the deeper grooves way in the back of my rapidly-deteriorating brain...Is it from a song lyric?
Please reply, or this is going to drive me mad.
From the great Don Logan his own self: "It's not what you're saying, Gal. It's what you're not saying. Insinnuendos." Hee hee hee, what a perfect malapropism for that character. tb
Posted by: Jerce at February 8, 2008 11:30 AM
Nothing beats a hot Irish whiskey on a cold day (or for those of us in the mid-west, October through May).
Two fingers Irish (Bushmills if you're a Proddy, Jameson or PaddyPower for the rest of us)
One generous spoonful of Demerara sugar
Pierce a lemon slice with four whole cloves
Add a small pour (about two fingers) of boiling water.
Stir.
Enjoy as you slide off into slumberland.
By the way, I just heard on NPR that a kilted army has been sighted marching past Michigan heading west and yelling something incomprehensible but bloodcurdling nonetheless (those Scots were never too good with the subtelty of metaphor: they're more the Ron Howard anvil type).
Perhaps you could type up an publish your booze recipes in a little collection for us so we'll stillhave something to remember you by.
I'll have two fingers of "PaddyPower," you little minx. I've only ever tried one finger before, but I'm feeling frisky, and that's a nice euphemism. tb
Posted by: PaddyDog at February 8, 2008 11:43 AM
While I usually abhor flavored vodkas... I highly recommend a Bloody Mary made with Absolute Peppar. And use a different hot sauce, not Tabasco, that shit is just nasty. Experiment a little, it's fun.
Which is why, Estelle, I am buying carrot juice in preparation for Saturday morning's festivities. Who wants to come over to get bombed on Bloody Marys and eat a pile of eggs (over easy) and bacon? Maybe some sort of fried potato? Hmm?
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 11:44 AM
Perfect go to sleep cocktail is Nyquil with a vodka chaser. It's making me *yawn* sleepy jsut thnkg..........................................................
Posted by: wsapnin at February 8, 2008 11:48 AM
Two 20oz St. Peter's Porter, a copious amount of pot brownies, and "John Carpenter's The Thing."
Ted, give this concoction a try. I call it "The Goodnight Milkshake."
One part Kahlua
One part Bailey's
One part Just Deserts Chocolate Chip Cookie
Dash Frangelico
Fill Half 'n Half
Oi, I would love to, ian, but I'm lactose-intolerant AND I have Crohn's, so that mixture would quickly put me in hospital. I have to stick to purer concoctions unless I medicate first.
I used to make what I called The B-2, which was equal parts Bushmills and Bailey's over ice. I can't have that one either, but if you ever want to wonder how you ended up on your ass, knock down about four of those, and your liver will be happy to tell you. tb
Posted by: ian at February 8, 2008 11:56 AM
I'm sorry but I cannot stand Bloody Mary's. They're just so easy to fuck up that I can never bring myself to take the risk.
As sleepy cocktails go you can't beat a combo of bailies, kaluha and amaretto (of course the cocktail's namesake works just as well as a sleeping aid).
I also agree with TK that anyone using Gin outside of a Martini, a G&T (with ice and lime please) or a few special cocktails (Tom Collins, oh how I love thee) is a pleb and should be removed from my company immediately (OK, so I may be paraphrasing a little).
I'm going out for expensive, exciting and ludicrously over priced cocktails in about *looks at watch* half an hour. I am so very, very excited. The prospect of a Strawberry and Passionfruit Margarita has me as giddy as a schoolgirl.
As much as I am loathe to disagree with the lovely and charming AtO, not to mention the ornery and tempestuous TK, if you love gin, then love it all the way. I've drunk it with champagne (French .75!), Pimm's, and lemonade, as well as a host of "emergency" stop-gaps, including Sprite and even Gatorade. But it's true that pure, cold gin is best. tb
Posted by: Alex the Odd at February 8, 2008 11:59 AM
Over easy is the only way eggs should be prepared. And if the fried potatoes have plenty of spice to 'em, I'm there. I do love a properly prepared Bloody Mary. No celery salt in mine, though, I hate it when that shit reappears in your mouth hours later.
Now I miss bartending. I swear, you guys, you're going to turn this occasional drinker into a party girl again.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 11:59 AM
Amen on that Kolby, my days as a coctail barmaid were some of the best I can remember.
And were also responsible for turning me into the hardened drinker that I am today.
Posted by: Alex the Odd at February 8, 2008 12:06 PM
yeah - I forgot the hot sauce and the lime juice - but I don't drink those fuckers anyway. I'm more of a beer in the morning kind of girl (not regularly, just on those needed occasions). The SO makes the Bloody Marys (Maries, Mary's, what's the plural of Mary?)
I never knew about the wonderful wonderful hangover world of over-easy eggs until I met said SO. Lord! To dip crispy bacon in runny yellow delicious yolk - it's almost pornographic.
By the by, TK, this weekend try baking your bacon. Sounds weird, but you get perfect flat, evenly cooked crispy bacon. Put a sheet of parchment paper on a cookie sheet. Lay your bacon down (one layer only). Press down with another sheet of parchment paper. Bake at 350 for about 10 minutes (or until they look done). I swear to god it's awesome and it even works on Turkey Bacon.
I can't wait for grad school where it's going to be okay for me to drink in during the day. 1 more month!
Baking bacon totally works -- I don't even use the parchment paper, just a really tough, high-rimmed baking sheet at 400 F, flipping once about fifteen minutes in. But mind the grease when removing the pan! (Man, we are full-service here at Pajiba.) tb
Posted by: Estelle at February 8, 2008 12:09 PM
A nice G&T and Lewis Black.
I swear to God, I would marry that man.
Posted by: Smokin at February 8, 2008 12:11 PM
a splash of Frangelico in hot mulled cider is suprisingly good, and an excellent way to spend a sleepy evening after a big dinner
Posted by: Bethy at February 8, 2008 12:12 PM
I've got a friend who swears by Famous Daves hot-n-spicy bloody mary mix (even though I'm not a mix-guy myself).
I've made them with the spicy V8 and the Absolut Peppar. Toss a couple Lehmann Farms Jala-Bean-o's in there, and... omigod, I have to figure out a way to get outta here and make a stop at my local booze-n-go!!
You are a foul temptor, TK. I'd cut off a pinkie-finger right about now for a DeLorean, an empty mall parking lot and directions to your home. I've got some thick-cut bacon and make a mean skillet of taters...
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at February 8, 2008 12:14 PM
the juicing of a pickle comment is cracking me up...
Posted by: gunter at February 8, 2008 12:15 PM
Nope....I'm gonna defend my gina and sprite zero. Sprite is basically just tonic water with sugar and lemon-lime flavoring added....and sprite zero doesn't even have the flavoring. The sweetness of the sprite balances perfectly with the gin's robust flavor, and accentuates it, rather than letting it stand on its own with tonic.
I'm gonna go nurse my hurt with a gin and sprite right now, damnit.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at February 8, 2008 12:18 PM
Hey, anyone else ever have a Bloody Mary with shrimp in it? That's the high life, right there.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 12:21 PM
"gina and sprite zero"
Oh, Irony, you heartless bitch.
And Kolby, no I haven't had one with shrimp, but, as vile as it sounds, I looooove the ones made with clam juice. Oh, man. SO good.
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 12:24 PM
"gina and sprite zero"
sigh....you would notice that...
open mouth, insert foot
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at February 8, 2008 12:28 PM
Has anybody else had a gin and tonic (and tonic only, sorry Shadows, but I am a gin snob) with a toothpick full of olives alongside the twist of lime?
its heaven on earth, and not just a little quirky
sidenote, how do you get bold to work?
ctrl+B just pops up some internet option thing for me
Posted by: Bethy at February 8, 2008 12:31 PM
Bethy. you have to use the open and close alligator mouths. They're html tags.
*B*BOLD*/B*
*I*ITALIC*/I*
Substituting the less than/greater than symbols for the asterisks.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at February 8, 2008 12:39 PM
Sorry, Dakaron, but you throw me the meatball, and I'm swingin' for the fences.
I'd expect the same from you. :)
And Bethy, I have not, because despite my love of cocktails, my dark secret is... I fucking LOATHE olives. Ugh. Gag.
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 12:43 PM
Feel free to pass me any and all olives that come your way, TK. I fricken love olives. Shoot, when I used to bartend, olives & maraschino cherries were my evening meal.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 12:50 PM
Lol....no problem, TK....and yes, you know I would've jumped on that had positions been reversed.
I feel you on the olive hate. Cannot stand that taste...I'll stomach practically anything else, but I feel like hurling whenever that I smell that...black or green, doesn't matter.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at February 8, 2008 12:53 PM
I'm also aware that I sound like a hypocritical snob, since I got plowed on Miller High Life and Bushmills last night. Shut up.
I am not even going to touch this one. MHL??? Why on this earth would you touch that? You can get Busch for about the same price and taste?
To make excellent fried potatoes: Iake potatoes and cut into thin strips, removing the damned skin, and wash them to remove some of the starch. Get out you salt, pepper, Cavendar's, or Creole seaasoning (whatever you are in the mood for), and season away. Get the skillet and add a thin layer of Olive Oil (Do not shorten the name like that insufferable Rachel Ray), add seasoned potatoes to oil and heat on llow/medium heat. Check often to prevent burning and flip at least three times for even cooking. Stop whenever you like the looks of them. I prefer crispy.
Scotch is your friend. You should love the scotch. So is Jameson's, but that is another story.
Posted by: Melody at February 8, 2008 1:20 PM
Kolby, its looks like it you and me splitting all the olives (any and all kinds, I do not discriminate)
and I am perfectly alright with that
pass me my gin
Posted by: Bethy at February 8, 2008 1:31 PM
in my house... a bloody mary must include fresh crack'd black pepper, lee & perrins and of course the requisite pickled green bean. made w/rum, i believe this is called a bloody ceasar?
Posted by: kikz at February 8, 2008 1:36 PM
in my house... a bloody mary must include fresh crack'd black pepper, lee & perrins and of course the requisite pickled green bean. made w/rum, i believe this is called a bloody ceasar?
Posted by: kikz at February 8, 2008 1:38 PM
A Bloody Ceasar is the cousin of Mary, made with a heinous mixture called Clamato. If you're wondering, it's exactly what is sounds like: Clam juice and tomato juice.
And saying it always reminds me of Tomaco...
Posted by: ian at February 8, 2008 2:01 PM
kikz - a Bloody Caesar is what TK was talking about earlier. It's basically a Bloody Mary made with Clamato.
I don't know if I have the stomach for a Bloody Mary made with rum.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 2:04 PM
Gin is a wondrously versatile spirit. There are few things as refreshing as a Tanquerray and Tonic with a lime wedge on hot summer days. And a Sapphire martini, any way you take it, is truly nectar of the gods.
Scotch, well Scotch is a league of its own. You could spend a lifetime sampling different brands and varietals and never receive the same flavors twice. So much time and effort is necessary to produce quality Single malt, you can almost taste the history.
Posted by: ian at February 8, 2008 2:10 PM
I had a wasabi Mary in, of all places, Disneyland-or-World (the drink was so good, and yes, I had more than one, that I can't recall what state I was in. Except for a drunken state of course...) It was a rather nice variation of the basic Bloody Mary. But I've never been able to recreate it at home.
My personal choice of drink and a movie to fall asleep to would be a good red wine and 'Thelma and Louise'. I also like Irish whiskey,(but not Scotch, thanks to overdoing it at a Burns Night many years ago!), or a pink gin and tonic - add a drop or two of bitters for the pink.
I like olives too, but on the side. I'd rather snack on olives than nuts or chips, any day.
Posted by: tarn at February 8, 2008 2:12 PM
I can't imagine how on earth you could have fallen asleep during "Sexy Beast". We spent the movie glued to the "subtitles for the hearing impaired" just to figure out what the hell was going on. The accent situation was almost worse than "Trainspotting" (But not as bad as "Layer Cake". Oof.).
I used to be a strict vodkaandtonicwithextralime (or Midori sours when I felt all fruity) gal back in my harder drinking days. Now I'm happy with any booze that mixes well with Diet Coke, like Vanilla vodka or coconut rum.
Don't knock it; sometimes a girl wants to get her drink on and still fight the chub.
The same way I finally started falling asleep next to Mrs. Socalled; as exciting as she is (and incomprehensible, just like Sexy Beast), once you know what the back nine looks like, you need some shut-eye. tb
Posted by: Alabamapink at February 8, 2008 2:15 PM
Midori Sours? Yeah, those went hand in hand with my fake ID back in the day. I don't think I've had one since 1997.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 2:23 PM
Damn, lookit all these yummy-sounding recipes for booze and food!
Think I'll just print of the entire comments & take it home. Thanks, Pajiba-peeps!
Posted by: tarn at February 8, 2008 2:26 PM
'Bama, you know I love ya, but... Booze and Diet Coke (or regular Coke) is like having getting a handjob that ends with a punch to the balls.
It should never happen, and it hurts just hearing about it.
Here at Pajiba, we put refined elegance into every simile before it leaves the lot. tb
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 2:31 PM
Dude, that metaphor was totally lost on me.
Don't bust my chops too bad. My people were moonshiners, you know. Plus I got some angry Southie Irish blood in me too. I can put the shit away with the best of them.
It's just that the Battle of My Fat Fucking Thighs outweighs any badassery I need to prove by guzzling empty calories straight up.
Posted by: Alabamapink at February 8, 2008 2:42 PM
AlabamaPink - ever have a Pearl Harbor? If you like Midori, give it a try: 2oz vodka, 1oz Midori, 2-3oz pineapple juice. Shake & serve over ice.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 2:48 PM
Not to mention that I have no idea how "having getting" made it's way into that comment.
Fucking hell. I'm blaming the hangover.
Again.
Also, tonic is quite lo-cal. Or juice! Or... anything besides coke or sprite or (god forbid) root beer.
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 2:50 PM
I agree with the 'anything with Diet Coke' mantra. I had a friend once refer to it as a perfect drink for women about to enter their 30's (and beyond). The weight just doesn't come off like it used to, you know? Maybe I can stomach it because I don't have balls to be kicked at the end.
Not a fan of the whisk(e)y family, or gin. I know, I'm a heretic. The Mr. more than makes up for this in his consumption of both.
Posted by: katy at February 8, 2008 2:53 PM
Alabama - I am going to pimp my favorite drink again..gin and tonic! no empty calories in tonic! and gin even is good for your brain and will help improve your memory! (I am counting on that last fact)
Posted by: Bethy at February 8, 2008 2:54 PM
Mentioning root beer makes me think of the worst drunk I've ever had (a great mini-diversion by the way), which was on multiple vodka shots that were chased with root beer. Then followed up by copious bowl sessions. We were young, the vodka and root beer were all we had, and we had a mission to get piss drunk. We all fell hard that night. It was a shame there was only one bathroom for the six of us.
Posted by: katy at February 8, 2008 3:00 PM
Bethy, you are correct. In fact, Gin and Tonics help prevent scurvy!
AND YOU DON'T WANT TO CATCH SCURVY, DO YOU?!
DO YOU?!?!?!
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 3:14 PM
Okay, I admit it; I'm a Diet Cokehead. Adding the hooch is just turning my beverage into crack laced with E.
I love the tonic drinks, but there has to be some lime action.
And vomit, ick. I would never mix any booze with root beer. Nah-STAY.
Another reason I don't get off-the-rails smashed on a regular basis is the more I drink the more I feel the need to eat salty, greasy foods. Which is also not a good strategy in winning the Battle of My Fat Fucking Thighs.
Posted by: Alabamapink at February 8, 2008 3:19 PM
Battle of My Fat Fucking Thighs
Was that before or after the Battle of Serenity Valley?
(wouldn't be Friday without some nerd in-humor)
Posted by: socalledonlycousins at February 8, 2008 3:24 PM
Whoa, flashback. I just remembered that my sister and I used to mix whatever was in our parents' liquor cabinet with whatever happened to be in the fridge. On more than one occasion, in high school, I did my homework while drunk on Gin & Tang. Yes, Tang.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 3:24 PM
Kolby- I may just have to give your drink a spin. Wouldn't even have to leave the house since I've got all the necessary ingredients.
Damn and I just bought two nice Lambics for the evening.
Now I am torn between insanely fruity beverage or mildly fruity beer.
Posted by: Alabamapink at February 8, 2008 3:24 PM
A worst drunk diversion would be a doozy...
With gin and vodka, top shelf definitely trumps the cheap shit. I can't stomach cheap gin... unless I'm already lit - then who gives a damn? Same with beer. Give me something good to get me started and once I'm sauced, all bets are off.
I had a buddy who went to Mexico and on a whim, bought some cheap, CHEAP, gift-shop tequilla in what I swear could've been an A1 bottle. There was some sort of fucking grub-worm-larvae floating around in the boozy sediment at the bottom. It was a novelty unfit for human consumption, yet several drinks later, we cracked that sambatch open and drank it. Neither of us remember doing it, but the empty bottle and missing grub-worm the next morning suggested otherwise.
And is it just me, or does the mention of Ben Kingsley now conjure up images of Bloody Marys, rather than Ghandi?
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at February 8, 2008 3:28 PM
You could replace the Midori with Chambord and it won't be as sweet.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 3:28 PM
After.
It was a devastating battle that destroyed what little unity was left amongst the Browncoats, and the tide of the war irreparably turned towards the Alliance.
Also, Zoe kicked ass.
Posted by: Alabamapink at February 8, 2008 3:29 PM
Thank you for making this a recurring column
I got up, swallowed the last of the scotch, and went to work.
Really, thank you.
Posted by: Brian at February 8, 2008 3:30 PM
Now that is a woman with some thunder thighs, I bet. I'd like to let her try to crack my head open with them.
Posted by: socalledonlycousins at February 8, 2008 3:30 PM
To Wage War in the Battle of My Fat Fucking Thighs:
Instead of greasy salty foods - try frozen edamame (soy beans) from Trader Joe's. Sprinkle with a little French Dirt (aka - that awesome sea salt from Brittany/Normandy). French Dirt is not only tasty as hell (because it's French, duh), but is also lower in sodium than Normal Salt. Plus edamame are SUPER good for you with loads of fiber and protein. yum.
Or, you could sprinkle French Dirt on Nathan Fillion and have another kind of snack (although less fiber, I believe that Fillion is also high in protein - perhaps more than even the mighty soy bean).
As far as drinks - stay away from those damn fruity drinks! They're loaded with sugars which will wage their own war on My Fat Fucking Thighs. Also, avoid Corona, or any other crappy ass pilsner - they're are loaded with empty calories as well. Go for the Ales - stouts, like Guiness, are actually a little good for you - that's how the Brits got so strong. For a stronger drink - go with Gina or Vodka - those girls are your friends. And the good stuff tastes good, so you don't have to ruin them with juices or sodas.
End of Thesis.
Posted by: Estelle at February 8, 2008 4:05 PM
Ah! Off-topic Nathan Fillion info that I almost forgot -- I saw him in this movie on Logo the other day, playing the brother of a guy who comes out of the closet. It was called Outing Riley, from 2004. And . . . it wasn't bad. Not good, but okay in a TV-movie sort of way. Nathan Fillion was excellent, as usual, and had some decent one-liners.
Carry on.
Posted by: socalledonlycousins at February 8, 2008 4:10 PM
How about I just start skipping at least one meal a day to drink more!
Yeah!
Posted by: Alabamapink at February 8, 2008 4:13 PM
'Bama, the alternative is to start cooking with booze more. I've got a Rum, Cilantro and Lime marinated Pork Loin recipe that'll knock your fucking socks off.
And several others, if you're curious.
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 4:20 PM
Yum. Does that recipe also speak chicken?
'Bama don't eat no pork.
But again: Yum.
Posted by: Alabamapink at February 8, 2008 4:31 PM
Ir's sacrilege to watch "fucking black magic Teddy Bass" put a bullet in somebody's head and then deliver the best line of the whole movie with anything but a completely crystal clear sensorium. "If I gave two shits...." Well, other than some home grown adrenaline waiting for the other shoe to drop and the hammer to fall on the next bullet, that is.
Posted by: OscarTamer at February 8, 2008 4:36 PM
'Bama, as a matter of fact, it does. It's a bbq recipe... I assume you southern belles can handle that.
Just don't dig on swine, eh?
Posted by: TK at February 8, 2008 4:46 PM
Bloody Marys are delicious! But they go down too easy. The Main Squeeze makes a fabulous Bloody Mary, though I get credit for the suggestion of the secret ingredient.
Start with a beer mug
Tomato juice
Vodka
Plenty of horseradish
Dashes of Tabasco
Worcestershire
Give a lemon wedge a good squeeze and toss it in
Ditto on a lime wedge
Ice
Celery Stick
A little black pepper
Stir
Secret ingredient--several healthy shakes of Old Bay seasoning
Kolby, Bethy, and Tarn, count me in on the olives: black, green, kalamata--I like 'em all--except oil cured, not so much.
Alabamapink, love your thighs in all their (alleged) full-size glory!
On the occasions I drink a caffeinated soda, it's the full sugar (or more appropriately, high fructose corn syrup) regular Coca-Cola for me.
Posted by: tamatha at February 8, 2008 4:47 PM
I am so happy that the boozehound cinephile is a recurring addition at Pajiba. I love my booze (especially a good single malt scotch high ball, a dirty Chopin martini, a nice side car, and a great ale or hefeweizen). Thanks again for this! I have to say that Sexy Beast is a movie that could never make me drowsy. It has too much energy for me. The same can be said for Layer Cake. I love me some badass British gangster violence.
Alabamapink - One of my favorite low cal drinks is a lite cranberry juice cocktail with vodka. You get your vitamin C and alcohol without a lot of calories. Plus, there is nothing better sometimes than a standard vodka cran.
Posted by: Gigi Worthington at February 8, 2008 4:52 PM
Must delurk for booze talk.
The hubby and I invented an evil little concoction after pillaging a fifth of Jim Beam from a friend's wedding reception. It's called the KY cosmo...too sweet and a little trashy.
ginger ale,
JB,
splash of cranberry for color,
served over ice in an iced tea glass,
apologies to those from Kentucky!
These days I'm booze free due to meds, and therefore like to drift off with Twin Peaks and a glass of warm milk, Agent Cooper style.
Posted by: bridgie at February 8, 2008 5:28 PM
You crazy Americans and your bloody Marys! Caesars are the way to go!! My favourite drink has to be the yummy, sassy Greyhound... but you have to use the yellow grapefruit juice, not that sissy pink stuff!!
Posted by: Zanna at February 8, 2008 5:33 PM
OK, new story. Mr Kolby and I just got back from a delicious meal and a couple of Guinnesses. Like I said before, I drink only occasionally, and I was fairly pickled after my first Guinness (yeah, I'm a cheap date). Anyway, I plowed through dinner, and afterward I was reading the dessert list, and I said, "I'm not too sure I'm going to want dessert tonight." To which Mr. Kolby said, in his best Yoda voice, "You WILL."
I haven't laughed that hard or loud in ages. The tears were streaming down my face, and my chest hurt. Oh, the timing was perfect. How I love that man.
Posted by: Kolby at February 8, 2008 6:41 PM
Also delurking due to booze.
Now if you want a nice drink that's kind of sweet but still has a bite and where the mixer doesn't totally hide the taste of the booze, you've gotta go for a Dark and Stormy.
2 oz Gosling's Black Seal rum
8 oz ginger beer
squirt of fresh lime juice
(some people add nutmeg, but I think that's gilding the lily)
You can make it with other dark rum, but the closer you can get to Bermuda black rum, the better. The ginger beer part is a must; do NOT use ginger ale.
Posted by: telesilla at February 8, 2008 6:47 PM
Bridgie - 'round these parts we call that drink a Countrypolitan.
Posted by: Kitty X at February 8, 2008 8:53 PM
I hate to do this to you guys, but Tonic has as many calories as Coke (I learned this the hard way, damnit - My Big Fat Thighs and I love a G&T).
If you want the same basic feel without the high fructose corn syrup - I think it's called a Gin Rickey? Gin & Club Soda (with lime - it makes a difference).
All that said, I love The Boozehound Cinephile - and every time I read this column I head to the kitchen for one of two thing: 1) 4 to 1 gin martini with 3 olives or 2) 3 to 1 Manhattan, with Maker's if it's payday and Evan Williams if it isn't. :)
Posted by: Tammy at February 8, 2008 11:35 PM
Ian-
Your Goodnight Milkshake reminds me of a drink I concocted several years ago, the Tabish. (The name, comes from a friend's 2 year-old daughter who could not quite pronounce my name.)
One part Kahlua
One part Frangelico
One part Creme de Cacao
Milk to taste
Perfect for when you are in the mood for something creamy and sweet.
Posted by: tamatha at February 9, 2008 5:54 PM
Oh, in case anyone is still reading, the Main Squeeze says that he mixes the horseradish with the vodka first, so that it gets evenly distributed throughout.
Posted by: tamatha at February 9, 2008 6:01 PM
You Kill Me is one of my favorite Kingsley movies. Sexy Beast was meh - but I do really like Ray Winstone.
Posted by: GinKirk at February 11, 2008 3:23 PM
Y'all do too much complicated shit at bedtime. Keep it simple.
Grab glass out of cabinet. Add Absolut. Add either tonic or cranberry juice. Drop in lime. Swallow Ambien, grab good book, take drink to bed and wait for letters to get wiggly. Sleep.
Posted by: Kris at February 13, 2008 12:03 AM
Oh, and AlabamaPink: right there on fighting every extra calorie, even while drinking. Diet Coke and vanilla vodka is referred to as a Skinny White Bitch down here; we've also christened the mix of vanilla vodka with diet orange soda a Skinny Tanorexic Bitch. I'm more partial to my classic boring VT, but at home I've got diet tonic in my fridge. The regular stuff has 80 calories per cup. Diet has none.
Posted by: Kris at February 13, 2008 12:10 AM

