Yes. With so many of you off tomorrow, I thought I’d do a series of patriotic-looking cocktails. Don’t get all excited, none of them really worked out. But first…
Drinking and driving is for assholes, so if you’re having cocktails tomorrow, then TAKE A CAB. Or stay at home and host a party, but make sure your guests take cabs home if they’ve been drinking. Got it?
Good.
So, yesterday we went to Party City to buy Fourth of July decorations to use in a photo, and today my husband went to the liquor store to pick up a few things to experiment with (yes, smartypants, there are certain types of liquor we don’t stock at Bar Vesta, with good reason). We just made a lot of crappy drinks. Most of which were shots. We thought we’d do a layered red, white, and blue shot, except every variation we tried turned purple and tasted terrible.
So, I re-learned lesson #1 – Shots are bad. The sole purpose is to get you smashed, in a short period of time, and they all taste disgusting.
After pouring numerous shots down the drain, we decided to make a layered blue and red martini, with Hypnotic, of all things. That is when I learned lesson #2 – Hypnotic tastes like ass. No, really. Actually, my husband said he thought ass was different and felt it was more akin to what his dirty socks might taste like.
Here’s the pic, but I will not provide you with a recipe, because I love you guys and wouldn’t do that to you.
So we decided to go with something easy, and drinkable, a Blue Margarita.
- 3 oz anejo tequila
- 1 oz Blue Curacao
- 1/4 oz Rose’s Lime Juice
- 3 oz Sweet and Sour
- Grand Marnier floater (optional)
In an ice-filled shaker, pour tequila, blue curacao, Rose’s, and sweet and sour. Give a vigorous shake and pour entire contents into margarita glass. Float Grand Marnier on top if you like, and garnish with lime wheel and blueberries.
PS -Make sure to make a Drink Well cocktail over the mid-week holiday, and take a photo to submit to the Cocktail Photo Contest, deadline July 8th!!
Have a safe and wonderful July 4th!


Your opening made me think of a fabulous story. I don’t even own a car, so driving drunk would be very hard for me, but a few months ago I was safely positioned in the back of a cab. We came up to a drunk driving checkpoint, and the cop, after saying hello to the cab driver, shined his flashlight into the back of the cab.
Him: “Have you been drinking, ma’am?”
Me: “Well, yeah, why do you think I’m back here?”
Him: “Good choice, carry on.”
Why that line of questioning was necessary is beyond me…
It’s necessary because the cops are on a never ending quest to find, arrest, and jail pervos who do thing like… Oh, I don’t know… Play with themselves while driving around with a toy gun up their ass.
http://jalopnik.com/5923253/this-man-was-arrested-for-driving-while-masturbating-with-a-toy-gun-in-his-butt
Hm…not sure that would fly in the back of a real cab (pretty sure “Taxicab Confessions” was staged).
Sadly, I could not successfully download the book, so Brett and I will not be doing a photo-shoot for you. I was really looking forward to it, too.
Oh no!