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A boozy circle of life: when groundhogs emerge from their slumbers, you cautiously hazard a beer-store-cold brew. Summer returns in a flash of alcohol-drenched excitement and twilight patios. Later, as you sip brandy, autumnal leaves fall under foot. Skip forward to the dead of winter and you and a bottle of Jack have found an ice shack on a lake. In between the crumbled foliage and frozen fish, cocktail season explodes in a final flourish of bright lights, snowflake sweaters, and well-lit trees: welcome to the holidays. With a prolonged imbibing schedule, you have to mix up your drinks so as not to pass out under the mistletoe. Worry not: as usual, we have done the thinking and pre-drinking for you. Welcome to the Christmas Cocktail Guide.
Nothing infuses an old favourite with fresh life like a shot of champagne. That maxim isn't exclusive to cocktails. |
The beginning of a beautiful bender doesn't require specific impetus, but it does call for a decent libation. |
Unlike an evening spent watching Seinfeld reruns in silence, this drink spices up a long relationship. |
You think you're a world-class drinker, but the Spanish can still teach you a lot, especially pronunciation. |
You shouldn't fly drunk (you knew that already, didn't you?). But after landing, knock 'em back French-style. |
Though the "fruit" suffix seems redundant, it actually eases the guilt of what follows. |
You're not sure if we're talking herbs or prophets, but you definitely like the "high" part. Good enough. |
For decade after decade, Tom has been getting people soused. Thus, he's a time-tested party guest. |
In Japan, they're drinking when you go to bed and again when you wake up. Try to catch up. |
I barely remember Spain and it was one of the best months in the history of me. |
The most summery of fruits meets the most summery of onomatopoeia. Now find a patio. |
There's only one rule: do not say "feeling peachy," else Peaches will beat your drunken ass. |
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MBO Toronto :: Cocktail-guide
