Category: Cocktail/mixed
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French 75
Has there even been a better season to be a Pynhead? (May need to workshop that one a little more sorry…) Paul Thomas Anderson’s One Battle After Another is a Vinelandish cherry on top of the Shadow Ticket sundae. And what a cherry it is! If it weren’t for certain other pressing responsibilities, I might…
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Sidecar
Shadow Ticket is with us! I hope you’ve had a chance to enjoy some time in the company of Hicks McTaggart, April Randazzo, Zoltán von Kiss, Glow Tripworth de Vasta, and the rest of our cast of characters Milwaukeean, Hungarian, and otherwise. Isn’t it a delight being back amongst all those beautiful Pynchonian names? Between…
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Crocodile
Exciting times! Shadow Ticket galleys are appearing in a few smiled-upon hands, and the rest of us only have forty-something days to wait before it’s in our preterite mitts too. In the meantime, PTA’s Vineland riff One Battle After Another is out in a month. Wildly for me, if less crucially for the rest of…
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Mamajuana
Mamajuana at last! More than a decade in the uncorking, but its fumes were in the air right from the beginning of this Drunk Pynchon goose chase. Bleeding Edge was the original inspiration here, with the hollows in its DeepArcher crawlers’ webs sheltering obscure booze of various tantalising species, eminently googleable although often not so…
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Gentian Brandy in Tea
Proverbs for Paranoids, 3: If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers. Gravity’s Rainbow, p. 251. I am pleased to inform you all I have meditated on Lt .Tyrone’s Third Proverb and concluded that “Ooh what’s this they’re drinking then?” is in fact exactly the right question.…
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Pulque
I remember clearly the moment I reached page 376 of my first reading of Against the Day. I’d already been moonlighting as Drunk Pynchon here for a few years, just with a big “Coming Soon” sign plastered in place of the AtD list (or actually, it originally said “coming less soon”; I was pretty intimidated…
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Piña Colada
It’s January 1956; it’s Chapter One of V.; Benny Profane’s back in New York, up early yo-yoing sub-pavement between Grand Central and Times Square. He meets a group of Puerto Rican kids called Tolito, José, and Cucarachito (Klook to his friends). Their sister Josefina shows up too and shortly decides that Profane should move in…
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Grapefruit Margarita
A cocktail from Inherent Vice brought us what is by far the most read post on this site: the tequila zombie. I’m not sure exactly why that one pulls in the hits so much more effectively than anything else around here. It certainly isn’t the wildest or most iconic drink we’ve tackled (see banana breakfast,…
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Peach Brandy Milk Punch
Milk wouldn’t seem to be the most common booze component (let alone the most promising), but we do have a minor history with it here at drunk pynchon dot com. We first got lactic live on air with the Pynchon in Public podcast back in 2015—Chris took the vodka with milk, while Bo and I…
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Fortified Wine Spritzer
Partly on the wise urging of a reader here, I reread Vineland a month or so ago. My original go at it however many years ago was a bit juvenile. Gravity’s Rainbow was my first Pynchon, and this followed hot on its contrails. Predictably, I was craving paranoid pyrotechnics and wild world-historic tangents and wound…
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