I always like to photograph our Sunday lunch cocktails. This one is a Mimosa = champagne + orange juice.
It didn't appeal to me much, but I can see why it is a Sunday brunch favorite with people who go out on Saturday nights. A Mimosa is lightly sweet, lightly fizzy, and packs enough punch to take the edge off from the night before. I didn't have an edge on this time, so that part didn't matter.
I got the Mimosa at a place downtown called The Mellow Mushroom. It's a chain based in Atlanta whose funky decor seems to be based on a psychedelic 'shroom trip.
Brian is visible on the other side of the Mimosa.
Fuenteovejuna did it 
Aw, Brian… Still sportin' the 'do (long hair). :up:
One way to get me to drink is by putting an orange flavoured drink or a cranberry flavoured drink in my alcohol. And coke. :up:
Originally posted by JoshuaPhelps:
Doncha know, lol. 😀 He was country, hot, and could do calculus!
Originally posted by frogier:
It's so hot here in the summer. You might need to try it.There is also the "mint julep" which most people in the South drink because it's expected of them.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mint_julepThere is also "Southern Comfort", but you are required to listen to Janis Joplin while drinking it.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southern_comforthttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Janis_joplin
Champagne + orange juice :eyes: I not drink this shake !! 😆 Otherwise i'am disease !!
Originally posted by 0x29a:
I still can't believe there's hair up thar. He shaved his head for so many years.Originally posted by JoshuaPhelps:
I used to be a cocktail snob. At most I wanted one mixer one spirit, and not sweet. That's changed. Now I like sweet foofy cocktails, preferably that are a pretty color, like blue or green.Tanqueray and tonic is still a fave since I was in my 20's. Also, I really like Cuervo Gold tequila. There are much finer tequilas than Cuervo, but it's the one I like.I was in summer school one time around 1980. I walked into my dorm room for the first time that summer and plopped a bottle of Cuervo on the desk. My new roommate was sitting there and I said, "is this (the tequila) going to be a problem?" He said, "your only problem will be keeping me out of it." We had a great summer.
Mhmm, the mint julep ?! I speak do not bad; i hope try to next during a next party :yes: I pain digest the champagne but i'am ok for the next drinks !! Health !! :cheers:
Originally posted by slackwrdave:
Yep, the pretty colours are what get me. ;)Originally posted by slackwrdave:
I tried acquiring a taste for tequila. It's okay, just something I wouldn't entirely drink from the bottle unless the drink is in shot form.Originally posted by slackwrdave:
I sense there's a bigger back-story than having just a great summer. Details, Dave, details. 😀
Originally posted by slackwrdave:
I gotta find me one of those when I start college. I absolutely suck at math. Not at the other things (I cannot mention), but you get what I'm sayin'. 😆
One nighters + alcohol = the cure to anything. 😆
Originally posted by JoshuaPhelps:
Tequila helped me get the calculus down that summer. It helped greatly with the Spanish later on.One night of tequila with a buddy and you'll totally get a grasp of direct and indirect objects in a foreign language. "You want to put what in where?" One night better than 3 weeks of book learnin'. 😀
Originally posted by JoshuaPhelps:
10 good friends with benefits ≥ a lover anytime
Originally posted by slackwrdave:
In my teen years I drank loads of Southern Comfort and also listened to a bit of Janis Joplin…but somehow, never at the same time. :headbang:
I do like mimosas at Sunday brunch when I go. I believe you are getting a good dose of vitamin C. Did someone mention Southern Comfort? I vaguely remember asking Halina for SC on the rocks. This was maybe 35 years ago and an after work party. Halina was one of my friends…a blond…from Poland. She and I and Cheryl, Bob, Bruno and…….ok the memory stops there. Anyway, she brought me back a water glass full of SC with a few ice cubes. I didn't drink anything else that night. That was one of three times in my life that I felt I was drunk.