I had never had one. I'd heard of them to be sure, but I was intruged. After wading through the various ways Friday's offers to muss it up, I came across the Caipirinhas Tradicional, which I quickly ordered.
Caipirinhas
- 1.75 oz of Cachaca
- 1/2 a fresh lime cut into 4 wedges
- 2 teaspoons of superfine sugar
- Cut the lime into 4 wedges and place at the bottom of a rocks glass.
- Add the two teaspoons of sugar, and muddle heartily!
- Add ice.
- Add the Cachaca, and shake.
- Serve!
It was refreshing and fine, super sweet. The lime flavor was almost sweet too, serving to balance out the flavors (I would have preferred even a little more lime maybe). It was fantastic. My mother, who doesn't like hard alcohol, enjoyed it immensely. I compared it to a mojito, for it's balance of a biting flavor (mojito's mint to the Caipirinhas' lime) with a lot of sugar. It's also easy as pie to make, and muddling always looks impressive. I enjoyed the Caipirinha very much.
Later that night, my dogg Stu and I went to a bar in South City St. Louis...that I forget the name of. Probably a good thing.
It was a good scene. Smoking inside (WOOT), vintage pinball machines, some kickin live music. But the bar...damn. Here's where the night got really iffy.
First off, I tried Bell's Cherry Stout. I found it quite disgusting. It tasted like Robitussin cough syrup, so I powered through my glass like a madman insane. Stu loved it, I couldn't handle it. It was bitter, and the cherry flavor was so strong and foul I made faces all through it. Geh.
Second drink was called a Tennesee Walking, and it was a house cocktail. Jim Beam Black, Lime Juice, Orange Juice and simple syrup. Well it started good and well but as I watched the bartender prepare the drink, he left out the lime juice. Served it anyways! Why not! There was so much OJ I may as well not have been drinking anything at all.
Bottom line: I need to drink better while I'm in town. Let's get to making that happen.