The Andrews Sisters
Rum and Coca-Cola

A left-over bottle of coke, the sole remains of a recent dinner party, is currently languishing in our fridge. Since the other half only drinks Irn Bru and beer it is up to me to save it from undrunk misery. Unfortunately I don’t like coke much either – unless it is mixed with ice-cream or rum that is.

I suspect that my taste for that rum and coke cocktail classic, the Cuba Libre, stems from my equal fondness for this Andrew Sisters tribute. Close listening to the song though reveals that ‘Rum and Coca-cola’, far from a being a happy ditty about GIs enjoying a drink or two, is actually about women prostituting themselves ‘for the Yankee dollar’.

Be that as it may, it’s still a top tune – perfect for swallowing down a Cuba Libre and getting you into the summery holiday mood. Speaking of which, I’m off on holiday this weekend (yes, again) so see you in a week or so.

Cuba Libre
1 and 3/4 white rum
juice of one fresh lime
coca-cola

Pour the juice, then the rum into a highball glass and finish with coke. Bung on a wedge of lime if you can be bothered.

‘Rum and Coca-Cola’, The Andrews Sisters, 1944

Download audio file (rum_and_cocacola.mp3)

Last week, thanks to some work colleagues, I had a nasty flashback to my youth. Back, back I went to the dark, dingey dive that constituted the one nightclub in our country town. Think painted up young women dancing around handbags, blokes leering over lager, blaringly distorted top 40 music, couples snogging in darkened corners, people passing out on sticky floors by 10pm and 2-for-1 offers on the sort of cocktails where you go straight from a sugar high to feeling strangely queasy as soon as you stand up, and you’ll know the sort of place I mean.

If I was being cruel I might describe this as a typical Australian night out for people of a certain age. It was definitely something I hadn’t experienced in quite some time.

So it was with bemusement that I witnessed this same scenario taking place again just last week. This time the location was a  dark, dingey bar in the City of London (known as ‘the financial centre of the world’ until last year), and my town’s shop girls and army jerks were replaced by corporate lawyers and management accountants. And as I sipped on my 2-for-1 Pina Colada, which tasted more like sugar than rum, and watched my 19 year old colleague get her bum pinched to Beyonce whilst a man did ‘amusing’ things with his tie, I reflected on the universality of horrible bars and nightclubs.

Mostly, however, I was snobbishly greatful that I now knew that there was life beyond drinking Sex on the Beaches and Slow Comfortable Screws to bad over-loud music.

The next evening, safely installed at home, I made us our own garish pink cocktails (but ones which actually tasted like alcohol), switched on Frank Sinatra (at a reasonable volume), got out the olives and sighed contentedly. Like Five-Centres says, it’s called ‘getting older’.

The Pink Lady

1/4 oz lemon juice
1 egg white
1 -2 dashes of grenadine
1 1/2 oz gin

Shake well over ice cubes in a shaker.
Strain into glass and enjoy.

The Martinez cocktail is yet another nice twist on the martini that I’ve recently discovered. I think that it might even be better than the Bijou I posted a couple of weeks back.

The Martinez

- 3/4 oz dry vermouth
- dash orange bitters
- dash triple sec
- 1 1/2 oz gin

Stir well in a mixing glass filled with ice cubes, and strain into a martini glass. If you’ve got any lemons to hand, squeeze a slice over and use as garnish.

Goes particularly well with Dean Martin, Chris Montez and Martin Denny records…

There has been a serious lack of cocktails around here lately; partly because I haven’t been partaking much and partly because I’ve just been a boring drinker. But tonight I indulged and made us Bijous.

This drink is great if you want a twist on the martini type theme. It’s got the classic gin and dry vermouth combo, but with the added delight of green Chartreuse and orange bitters.

The Bijou

- 3/4 oz dry vermouth
- 1/4 oz green Chartreuse
- 3/4 oz gin
- dash orange bitters

Stir over ice, and strain into a chilled cocktail glass.

OK, it looks a bit wee coloured, but it’s a fine drink to enjoy the last of the sunny days with.

It’s saturday evening and I find some spare oranges in the fruit bowl. It’s perfect for a Bronx (a.k.a martini with orange juice) and easing us into an evening watching one of Woody Allen’s finest – Bullets over Broadway – set in 1920s New York.

The Bronx was apparently the third most popular cocktail in the world in 1934 (with the martini and manhattan in top place), after having become wildly successful during the Prohibition era. Although I suspect that all the vermouth and orange juice also conveniently covered the taste of poor bootleg gin, the Bronx, like the martini, still retains a feeling of sophistication about it – despite this great clip from 1933.

The Bronx (perfect style)

- 1/4 oz vermouth rosso
- 1/4 oz dry vermouth
- 1 oz gin
- 1 1/2 oz orange juice

Shake with ice cubes and strain. If you like it drier, skip the vermouth rosso.

This week I have discovered the joys of Advocaat, the vile looking liqueur made with brandy, sugar, egg yolks and more sugar. Generally a fan of short crisp cocktails and bitter (i.e. drinks which actually taste of alcohol), I have been avoiding Advocaat for years – the association with tacky sweet drinks and giggling grandmas was just too strong.

But something posessed me in the supermarket last weekend. Innocently wandering through the booze aisle, I found myself strangely drawn to the yellow bottle on the top shelf and before I knew it, I was furtively smuggling it into the trolley. As I explained/justifed to the Significant Other after, you can never have too much alcohol in the house and isn’t it good to push the boundaries and try something new…?

And it tastes great!

I recommend trying the Fluffy Duck (as modelled in our loungeroom to the right):

• 1.5 oz Barcardi rum
• 1.5 oz Advocaat
• fresh cream
• lemonade

Bung it all into a glass and stir.

It’s sweet but it’s refreshing, a nice Easter drink…

Why?

Because she has given me the Dubonnet cocktail.

There I was a few weeks back bored and half watching an episode of recent BBC documentary series The Monarchy when I noticed one of the royal staff giving a very detailed and specific rundown on what exactly the Queen likes to drink pre-dinner. My ears pricked up.

She will only drink the Dubonnet cocktail. The cocktail is equal parts gin and Dubonnet (a French wine-based aperitif), stirred over ice and served in a pre-chilled martini glass.

Obviously because I do everything that the Queen tells me I rushed out and bought some Dubonnet to try this myself. Or rather, I tried to rush out because hardly anyone stocks the stuff.

But I have finally located some and boy, is it great. In fact, here’s one I made 5 minutes ago just to illustrate this entry:

The Queen is right – it is a great drink. And the pleasing red colour (poorly illustrated by our red wall) makes it even better.

Long live the Queen (until the next top cocktail tip). Wonder what her favourite ale is…